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 Name (14 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 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 ...
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 II (Emma Lazarus Poems)
ACT II.--At Eisenach.SCENE I. A Room in the LANDGRAVE'S Palace. FREDERICK THE GRAVE and HENRY SCHNETZEN.LANDGRAVE.Who tells thee of my ...
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 Dance To Death. Act IV (Emma Lazarus Poems)
ACT IV.SCENE I. The City Hall at Nordhausen. Deputies and Burghers assembling. To the right, at a table near the ...
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 ...
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 ...
Florence Nightingale (Emma Lazarus Poems)
UPON the whitewashed wallsA woman's shadow falls,A woman walketh o'er the darksome floors. A soft, angelic smileLighteth her face the ...