The Spagnoletto: 'While I paint, all else escapes my sense''
By Emma Lazarus
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Emma Lazarus was born in New York City on July 22nd, 1849, into a large Sephardic Jewish family, the fourth of seven children.
Privately educated by tutors from an early age, she studied American and British literature as well as several languages, including German, French, and Italian. As a young child she developed an interest in poetry, writing her first verses at age eleven.
The Civil War propelled her verse forward and her collection ‘Poems and Translations’, written between the ages of fourteen and seventeen was released in 1867. A further volume appeared four years later as did recognition from both home and abroad.
During the next decade, in which ‘Phantasies’ and ‘Epochs’ were written, her poems appeared in Lippincott's Monthly Magazine and Scribner's Monthly.
As well as her prose productions, including ‘The Spagnoletto’ (1876), a tragedy and ‘The Dance to Death’, about the burning of Jews during the Black Death, she was also an expert translator of von Goethe, Heine and of Hebrew poets of the medieval period. These experiences helped develop a growing activism on behalf of Jews displaced by pogroms, prejudice and the like and she founded, worked and volunteered in organisations helping Jewish people as they came to America.
Perhaps her greatest contribution though is via the bronze plague affixed to the Statue of Liberty bearing her poem ‘The New Colossus’ and the immortal lines ‘Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free….’
Her last published work in 1887, "By the Waters of Babylon: Little Poems in Prose", furthers her claim to amongst the foremost poets in American literature.
Emma Lazarus returned to New York City seriously ill after a long trip to Europe. She died two months later, on the 19th November 1887. She was 38.
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The Spagnoletto - Emma Lazarus
The Spagnoletto by Emma Lazarus
Emma Lazarus was born in New York City on July 22nd, 1849, into a large Sephardic Jewish family, the fourth of seven children.
Privately educated by tutors from an early age, she studied American and British literature as well as several languages, including German, French, and Italian. As a young child she developed an interest in poetry, writing her first verses at age eleven.
The Civil War propelled her verse forward and her collection ‘Poems and Translations’, written between the ages of fourteen and seventeen was released in 1867. A further volume appeared four years later as did recognition from both home and abroad.
During the next decade, in which ‘Phantasies’ and ‘Epochs’ were written, her poems appeared in Lippincott's Monthly Magazine and Scribner's Monthly.
As well as her prose productions, including ‘The Spagnoletto’ (1876), a tragedy and ‘The Dance to Death’, about the burning of Jews during the Black Death, she was also an expert translator of von Goethe, Heine and of Hebrew poets of the medieval period. These experiences helped develop a growing activism on behalf of Jews displaced by pogroms, prejudice and the like and she founded, worked and volunteered in organisations helping Jewish people as they came to America.
Perhaps her greatest contribution though is via the bronze plague affixed to the Statue of Liberty bearing her poem ‘The New Colossus’ and the immortal lines ‘Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free….’
Her last published work in 1887, By the Waters of Babylon: Little Poems in Prose
, furthers her claim to amongst the foremost poets in American literature.
Emma Lazarus returned to New York City seriously ill after a long trip to Europe. She died two months later, on the 19th November 1887. She was 38.
Index of Contents
THE SPAGNOLETTO
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
SCENE
TIME
ACT I
SCENE I
SCENE II
ACT II
SCENE I
SCENE II
SCENE III
ACT III
SCENE I
SCENE II
SCENE III
SCENE IV
ACT IV
SCENE I
SCENE II
SCENE III
SCENE IV
SCENE V
SCENE VI
ACT V
SCENE I
SCENE II
SCENE III
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 Ribera.
A GENTLEMAN.
FIRST LORD.
SECOND LORD.
MARIA-ROSA, daughter to Ribera.
ANNICCA, daughter to Ribera, and wife to Don Tommaso.
FIAMETTA, servant to Maria-Rosa.
ABBESS.
LAY-SISTER.
FIRST LADY.
SECOND LADY.
Lords, Ladies, Gentlemen, Servants.
SCENE
During the first four acts, in Naples; latter part of the fifth act, in Palermo.
TIME
About 1655.
ACT I.
SCENE I.
The studio of the Spagnoletto. RIBERA at work before his canvas. MARIA seated some distance behind him; a piece of embroidery is in her hands, but she glances up from it incessantly toward her
father with impatient movements.
MARIA
Father!
[RIBERA, absorbed in his work, makes no reply; she puts by her embroidery, goes toward him and kisses him gently. He starts, looks up at her, and returns her caress.
RIBERA
My child!
MARIA
Already you forget,
Oh, heedless father! Did you not promise me
To lay aside your brush to-day at noon,
And tell me the great secret?
RIBERA
Ah, 't is true,
I am to blame. But it is morning yet;
My child, wait still a little.
MARIA
'T is morning yet!
Nay, it was noon one mortal hour ago.
All patience I have sat till you should turn
And beckon me. The rosy angels breathe
Upon the canvas; I might sit till night,
And, if I spake not, you would never glance
From their celestial faces. Dear my father,
Your brow is moist, and yet your hands are ice;
Your very eyes are tired—pray, rest awhile.
The Spagnoletto need no longer toil
As in the streets of Rome for beggars' fare;
Now princes bide his pleasure.
RIBERA [Throws aside his brush and palette]
Ah, Maria,
Thou speak'st in season. Let me ne'er forget
Those days of degradation, when I starved
Before the gates of palaces. The germs
Stirred then within me of the perfect fruits
Wherewith my hands have since enriched God's world.
Vengeance I vowed for every moment's sting—
Vengeance on wealth, rank, station, fortune, genius.
See, while I paint, all else escapes my sense,
Save this bright throng of phantasies that press
Upon my brain, each claiming from my hand
Its immortality. But thou, my child,
Remind'st me of mine oath, my sacred pride,
The eternal hatred lodged within my breast.
Philip of Spain shall wait. I will not deign
To add to-day the final touch of life
Unto this masterpiece.
MARIA
So! that is well.
Put by the envious brush that separates
Father from daughter. Now you are all mine own.
And now—your secret.
RIBERA
Mine? 'T is none of mine;
'T is thine, Maria. John of Austria
Desires our presence at his ball to-night.
MARIA
Prince John?
RIBERA
Ay, girl, Prince John. I looked to see
A haughty joy dance sparkling in thine eyes
And burn upon thy cheek. But what is this?
Timid and pale, thou droop'st thy head abashed
As a poor flower-girl whom a lord accosts.
MARIA
Forgive me. Sure, 't is you Don John desires
The prince of artists—
RIBERA
Art! Prate not of art!
Think'st thou I move an artist 'midst his guests?
As such I commune with a loftier race;
Angels and spirits are my ministers.
These do I part aside to grace his halls;
A Spanish gentleman—and so, his peer.
MARIA
Father, I am not well; my head throbs fast,
Unwonted languor weighs upon my