The Dance To Death. Act V (Emma Lazarus Poems)
ACT V.SCENE I. A Room in Susskind's House. LIEBHAID, CLAIRE, REUBEN.LIEBHAID.The air hangs sultry as in mid-July.Look forth, Claire; moves ...
Emma Lazarus Poems on Light (24 Poems)
The Spagnoletto. Act III (Emma Lazarus Poems)
Act III.SCENE I. The studio of the Spagnoletto. RIBERA before his canvas. LUCA in attendance.RIBERA (laying aside his brush).So! I ...
The Dance To Death. Act I (Emma Lazarus Poems)
A Historical Tragedy in Five Acts.This play is dedicated, in profound veneration and respect, to thememory of George Eliot, the ...
The Spagnoletto. Act I (Emma Lazarus Poems)
THE SPAGNOLETTO.DRAMATIS PERSONAE.DON JOHN of AUSTRIA.JOSEF RIBERA, the Spagnoletto.LORENZO, noble young Italian artist, pupil of Ribera.DON TOMMASO MANZANO.LUCA, servant to ...
The Spagnoletto. Act II (Emma Lazarus Poems)
Act II.SCENE I. Ball in the Palace of DON JOHN. Dance. DON JOHN and MARIA together. DON TOMMASO, ANNICCA. LORDS ...
Lohengrin (Emma Lazarus Poems)
THE holy bell, untouched by human hands, Clanged suddenly, and tolled with solemn knell.Between the massive, blazoned temple-doors,Thrown wide, to ...
The Dance To Death. Act III (Emma Lazarus Poems)
ACT III. A cell in the Wartburg Monastery. Enter PRIOR PEPPERCORN with the casket.PRIOR.So! Glittering shell where doubtless shines concealedAn ...
An Epistle (Emma Lazarus Poems)
I.Master and Sage, greetings and health to thee,From thy most meek disciple! Deign once moreEndure me at thy feet, enlighten ...
The Spagnoletto. Act V (Emma Lazarus Poems)
ACT V.SCENE I. A Room in DON TOMMASO'S House. ANNICCA discovered, attired in mourning. Enter DON TOMMASO.DON TOMMASO.If he still ...
Heroes (Emma Lazarus Poems)
In rich Virginian woods,The scarlet creeper reddens over graves,Among the solemn trees enlooped with vines;Heroic spirits haunt the solitudes,—The noble ...
In Memoriam (Emma Lazarus Poems)
O FRIEND who passed away while flowers died,Now that the land bursts into bloom again,With vivid blossoms o'er the landscape ...
In A Swedish Graveyard (Emma Lazarus Poems)
After wearisome toil and much sorrow,How quietly sleep they at last,Neither dreading and fearing the morrow,Nor vainly bemoaning the past!Shall ...
The Crowing of the Red Cock (Emma Lazarus Poems)
Across the Eastern sky has glowed The flicker of a blood-red dawn, Once more ...
The Day Of Dead Soldiers (Emma Lazarus Poems)
WELCOME, thou gray and fragrant Sabbath-day,To deathless love and valor dedicate!Glorious with the richest flowers of May,With early roses, lingering ...
On A Tuft Of Grass (Emma Lazarus Poems)
WEAK, slender blades of tender green,With little fragrance, little sheen,What maketh ye so dear to all?Nor bud, nor flower, nor ...
Reality (Emma Lazarus Poems)
These things alone endure;"They are the solid facts," that we may grasp,Leading us on and upward if we claspAnd hold ...
Wings (Emma Lazarus Poems)
DAWN opes her pensive eyes,In the yet starry skies,A roseate blush upon her cheek and brows.Her purple mantle stillLies on ...
Dreams (Emma Lazarus Poems)
A DREAM of lilies: all the blooming earth,A garden full of fairies and of flowers;Its only music the glad cry ...
In the Jewish Synagogue at Newport (Emma Lazarus Poems)
Here, where the noises of the busy town, The ocean's plunge and roar can enter not, We stand and gaze ...
Influence (Emma Lazarus Poems)
The fervent, pale-faced Mother ere she sleep, Looks out upon the zigzag-lighted square, The beautiful bare trees, the blue night-air, ...
Long Island Sound (Emma Lazarus Poems)
I see it as it looked one afternoon In August,-by a fresh soft breeze o'erblown. The swiftness of the tide, ...
Symphonic Studies (After Schumann) (Emma Lazarus Poems)
Prelude Blue storm-clouds in hot heavens of mid-July Hung heavy, brooding over land and sea: Our hearts, a-tremble, throbbed in ...
City Visions (Emma Lazarus Poems)
I As the blind Milton's memory of light, The deaf Beethoven's phantasy of tone, Wroght joys for them surpassing all ...
From One Augur to Another (Emma Lazarus Poems)
So, Calchas, on the sacred Palatine, You thought of Mopsus, and o'er wastes of sea A flower brought your message. ...