Peer Gynt: (runs in at full tilt and stops on the hillside).

The whole parish is after me in a mob!
They've armed themselves with rifles and sticks.
I can hear Ingrid's father hollering at their head.
The news has spread quickly: Peer Gynt's on the loose!
This is better sport than bashing a smith!
This is life! I feel as strong as a bear!
(Punches around and jumps in the air)
To smash and overturn! To dam the waterfall!
To strike! To wrench the fir up by the root!
This is life. It hardens and elevates.
To hell with all bloody lies!