The Spagnoletto Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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DRAMATIS PERSONAE	A
DON JOHN of AUSTRIA	B
JOSEF RIBERA the Spagnoletto	C
LORENZO noble young Italian artist pupil of Ribera	B
DON TOMMASO MANZANO	D
LUCA servant to Ribera	B
A GENTLEMAN	E
FIRST LORD	C
SECOND LORD	C
MARIA ROSA daughter to Ribera	B
ANNICCA daughter to Ribera and wife to Don Tommaso	F
FIAMETTA servant to Maria Rosa	F
ABBESS	F
LAY SISTER	G
FIRST LADY	C
SECOND LADY	C
Lords Ladies Gentlemen Servants	F
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SCENE During the first four acts in Naples latter part of the	F
fifth act in Palermo Time about	C
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ACT I	H
SCENE I	H
The studio of the Spagnoletto RIBERA at work before his canvas	F
MARIA seated some distance behind him a piece of embroidery is	F
in her hands but she glances up from it incessantly toward her	G
father with impatient movements	F
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MARIA	F
Father	G
RIBERA absorbed in his work makes no reply she puts by her	G
embroidery goes toward him and kisses him gently He starts	F
looks up at her and returns her caress	F
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RIBERA	F
My child	C
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MARIA	F
Already you forget	C
Oh heedless father Did you not promise me	C
To lay aside your brush to day at noon	I
And tell me the great secret	C
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RIBERA	F
Ah 't is true	J
I am to blame But it is morning yet	C
My child wait still a little	K
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MARIA	F
'T is morning yet	C
Nay it was noon one mortal hour ago	D
All patience I have sat till you should turn	L
And beckon me The rosy angels breathe	M
Upon the canvas I might sit till night	C
And if I spake not you would never glance	F
From their celestial faces Dear my father	G
Your brow is moist and yet your hands are ice	F
Your very eyes are tired pray rest awhile	N
The Spagnoletto need no longer toil	O
As in the streets of Rome for beggars' fare	P
Now princes bide his pleasure	G
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RIBERA throws aside his brush and palette	C
Ah Maria	F
Thou speak'st in season Let me ne'er forget	C
Those days of degradation when I starved	C
Before the gates of palaces The germs	F
Stirred then within me of the perfect fruits	F
Wherewith my hands have since enriched God's world	C
Vengeance I vowed for every moment's sting	Q
Vengeance on wealth rank station fortune genius	F
See while I paint all else escapes my sense	F
Save this bright throng of phantasies that press	F
Upon my brain each claiming from my hand	C
Its immortality But thou my child	C
Remind'st me of mine oath my sacred pride	C
The eternal hatred lodged within my breast	C
Philip of Spain shall wait I will not deign	R
To add to day the final touch of life	S
Unto this masterpiece	F
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MARIA	F
So that is well	T
Put by the envious brush that separates	F
Father from daughter Now you are all mine own	U
And now your secret	C
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RIBERA	F
Mine 'T is none of mine	V
'T is thine Maria John of Austria	F
Desires our presence at his ball to night	C
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MARIA	F
Prince John	W
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RIBERA	F
Ay girl Prince John I looked to see	C
A haughty joy dance sparkling in thine eyes	F
And burn upon thy cheek But what is this	F
Timid and pale thou droop'st thy head abashed	C
As a poor flower girl whom a lord accosts	F
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MARIA	F
Forgive me Sure 't is you Don John desires	F
The prince of artists	F
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RIBERA	F
Art Prate not of art	C
Think'st thou I move an artist 'midst his guests	F
As such I commune with a loftier race	F
Angels and spirits are my ministers	F
These do I part aside to grace his halls	F
A Spanish gentleman and so his peer	X
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MARIA	F
Father I am not well my head throbs fast	C
Unwonted languor weighs upon my frame	Y
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RIBERA	F
Anger me not Maria 'T is my will	Z
Thou shalt obey Hell what these women be	C
No obstacle would daunt them in the quest	C
Of that which freely given they reject	C
Hold Haply just occasion bids thee seem	A2
Unlike thyself Speak fearlessly child	C
Confide to me thy knowledge thy surmise	F
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MARIA hurriedly	C
No father you were right I have no cause	F
Punish me nay forgive and I obey	A
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RIBERA	F
There spake my child kiss me and be forgiven	E
Sometimes I doubt thou playest upon my love	B2
Willfully knowing me as soft as clay	A
Whom the world knows of marble In such moods	F
I see my spirit mirror's first and then	C2
From thy large eyes thy sainted mother's soul	D2
Unclouded shine	V
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MARIA	F
Can I be like to her	G
I only knew her faded white and grave	E2
And so she still floats vaguely through my dreams	F
With eyes like your own angels' and a brow	F2
Worthy an aureole	D2
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RIBERA	F
An earthly crown	G2
My princess might more fitly rest on thine	V
Annicca hath her colors blue black hair	P
And pale brown flesh and gray untroubled eyes	F
Yet thou more often bring'st her to mind	C
For all the tawny gold of thy thick locks	F
Thy rare white face and brilliant Spanish orbs	F
Thine is her lisping trick of voice her laugh	H2
The blithest music still this side of heaven	E
Thine her free springing gait though therewithal	D2
A swaying languid motion all thine own	U
Recalls Valencia more than Italy	D2
Like and unlike thou art to her as still	D2
My memory loves to hold her as she first	C
Beamed like the star of morning on my life	S
Hot faint and footsore I had paced since dawn	I2
The sun baked streets of Naples seeking work	J2
Not alms despite the beggar that I looked	C
Now 't was nigh vespers and my suit had met	C
With curt refusal sharp rebuff and gibes	F
Praised be the saints for every drop of gall	D2
In that day's brimming cup I have upheld	C
A poisoned beaker to another's lips	F
Many a one hath the Ribera taught	C
To fare a vagabond through alien streets	F
A god unrecognized 'midst churls and clowns	F
With kindled soul aflame and body faint	C
Or lack of bread Domenichino knows	F
And Gessi Guido Annibal Caracci	D2
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MARIA	F
Dear father calm yourself You had begun	E
To tell me how you saw my mother first	C
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RIBERA	F
True I forgot it not Why I AM calm	K2
The old man now can well be grave and cold	C
Or laugh at his own youth's indignities	F
Past a long lifetime back 'T was vespers' hour	G
Or nigh it when I reached her father's door	L2
Kind was his greeting the first cordial words	F
I heard in Naples but I took small heed	C
Of speech or toe for all my sense was rapt	C
In wonder at the angel by his side	C
Who smiled upon me Large clear eyes that held	C
The very soul of sunlight in their depths	F
Low pure pale brow with masses of black hair	P
Flung loosely back and rippling unconfined	C
In shadowy magnificence below	D2
The slim gold girdle o'er the snow soft gown	G2
Vested and draped about her throat and waist and wrists	F
A stately lily ere the dew of morn	M2
Hath passed away such was thy mother child	C
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MARIA	F
Would I were like her But what said she father	G
How did she plead for you	J
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RIBERA	F
Ah cunning child	C
I see thy tricks thou humorest my age	N2
Knowing how much I love to tell this tale	D2
Though thou hast heard it half a hundred times	F
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MARIA	F
I find it sweet to hear as you to tell	D2
Believe me father	G
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RIBERA	F
'T was to pleasure her	G
Signor Cortese gave me all I lacked	C
To prove my unfamed skill A savage pride	C
Matched oddly with my rags the haughtiness	F
Wherewith I claimed rather than begged my tools	F
And my quaint aspect oft she told me since	F
Won at a glance her faith Before I left	C
She guessed my need and served me meat and wine	V
With her own flower white hands The parting grace	F
I craved was granted that my work might be	D2
The portrait of herself Thou knowest the rest	C
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MARIA	F
Why did she leave us father Oh how oft	C
I yearn to see her face to hear her voice	F
Hushed in an endless silence Strange that she	D2
Whose rich love beggared our return should bear	P
Such separation Though engirdled now	F2
By heavenly hosts of saints and seraphim	K2
I cannot fancy it What shall her child	C
Whose lightest sigh reechoed in her heart	C
Have need of her and cry to her in vain	R
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RIBERA	F
Now for God's sake Maria speak not thus	F
Let me not see such tears upon thy cheek	O2
Not unto us it has been given to guess	F
The peace of disembodied souls like hers	F
The vanishing glimpses that my fancies catch	P2
Through heaven's half opened gates exalt even me	K2
Poor sinner that I am And what are these	F
The painted shadows that make all my life	S
A glory to the splendor of that light	C
For thee my child has not my doting love	B2
Sufficed at least in part to fill the breach	Q2
Of that tremendous void What dost thou lack	R2
What help what counsel what most dear caress	F
What dost thou covet What least whim remains	F
Ungratified because not yet expressed	C
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MARIA	F
None none dear father Pardon me Thy love	B2
Generous and wise as tender shames my power	G
To merit or repay Fie o my lips	F
Look if they be not blistered Let them smooth	S2
With contrite kisses the last frown away	A
We must be young to night no wrinkles then	C2
Genius must show immortal as she is	F
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RIBERA	F
Thou wilt unman me with thy pretty ways	F
I had forgot the ball Yea I grow old	C
This scanty morning's work has wearied me	K2
Once I had thought it play to dream all day	A
Before my canvas and then dance till dawn	I2
And now must I give o'er and rest at noon	I
Rises	F
Enter LUCA ushering in LORENZO who carries a portfolio	D2
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LUCA	F
Signor Lorenzo	D2
LORENZO ceremoniously salutes RIBERA and MARIA Exit LUCA	F
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LORENZO	D2
Master I bring my sketch	T2
Opens his portfolio and hands a sketch to RIBERA	F
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RIBERA	F
Humph the design is not so ill conceived	C
I note some progress but your drawing's bad	C
Yes bad sir Mark you how this leg hangs limp	U2
As though devoid of life these hands seem clenched	C
Not loosely clasped as you intended them	K2
He takes his pencil and makes a few strokes	F
Thus should it stand a single line will mend	C
And here what's this Why 't is a sloven's work	J2
You dance too many nights away young gallant	C
You shirk close labor as do all your mates	F
You think to win with service frivolous	F
Snatched 'twixt your cups or set between two kisses	F
The favor of the mistress of the world	C
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LORENZO	D2
Your pardon master but you do me wrong	V2
Mayhap I lack the gift Alas I fear it	C
But not the patience not the energy	K2
Of earnest indefatigable toil	D2
That help to make the artist	C
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RIBERA	F
'S death He dares	F
Belie me and deny the testimony	K2
Of his own handiwork whose every line	V
Betrays a sluggard soul an indolent will	D2
A brain that's bred to idleness So be it	C
Master Lorenzo tells the Spagnoletto	C
His own defects and qualities 'T were best	C
He find another teacher competent	C
To guide so apt so diligent a scholar	G
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MARIA	F
Dear father what hath given thee offence	F
Cast but another glance upon the sketch	T2
Surely it hath some grace some charm some promise	F
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RIBERA	F
Daughter stand by I know these insolent slips	F
Of young nobility they lack the stuff	W2
That makes us artists What to answer me	K2
When next I drop a hint as to his colors	F
The lengthening or the shortening of a stroke	X2
He'll bandy words with me about his error	G
To prove himself the master	G
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LORENZO	F
If my defect	C
Be an hereditary grain i' the blood	C
Even as you say I must abide by it	C
But if patrician habits more than birth	Y2
Beget such faults then may I dare to hope	Z2
Not mine I knew I felt to clear new paths	F
To win new kingdoms yet were I content	C
With such achievement as a strenuous will	D2
A firm endeavor unfaltering love	B2
And an unwearying spirit might attain	R
Cast me not lightly back Banish me not	C
From this my home of hope of inspiration	E
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MARIA	F
What my ungentle father Will you hear	A3
And leave this worthy signor's suit unanswered	C
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RIBERA	F
Well he may bide Sir I will speak with you	J
Anon upon this work I judged in haste	C
Yea it hath merit I am weary now	F2
To morrow I shall be in fitter mood	C
To give you certain hints	F
LORENZO bows his thanks and advances to address MARIA RIBERA	F
silences and dismisses him with a wave of the hand Exit LORENZO	F
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RIBERA	F
Should I o'ersleep	Z2
Mine hour Maria thou must awaken me	K2
But come what may I will be fresh to night	C
To triumph in thy triumph	B3
Exit RIBERA	F
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MARIA alone	U
Could I have told	C
Then when he bade me Nay what is to tell	D2
He had flouted me for prizing at such height	C
Homage so slight from John of Austria even	C3
A glance exchanged a smile a fallen flower	G
Dropped from my hair and pressed against his lips	F
The Prince my father gloats upon that name	K2
Were he no more than gentleman I think	D3
I should be glad I cannot tell to day	C
If I be sad or gay Now could I weep	Z2
Warm longing tears anon a fire of joy	E3
Leaps in my heart and dances through my veins	F
Why should I nurse such idle thoughts Tonight	C
We are to meet again Will he remember	G
Nay how should he forget His heart is young	F3
His eyes do mirror loyalty Oh day	C
Quicken thy dull slow round of tedious hours	F
God make me beautiful this happy night	C
My father's sleeping saint rebukes my thought	C
Strange he has left his work against his wont	C
Revealed before completed I will draw	G3
The curtain	E
She stands irresolute before the picture with her hand on the	F
curtain	E
Beautiful oh beautiful	D2
The far bright opened heavens the dark earth	Y2
Where the tranced pilgrim lies with eyelids sealed	C
His calm face flushed with comfortable sleep	Z2
His weary limbs relaxed his heavy head	C
Pillowed upon the stone Oh blessed dream	K2
That visits his rapt sense of airy forms	F
Mounting descending on the shining ladder	G
With messages of peace I will be true	J
Unto my lineage divine and breathe	M
The passion of just pride that overfills	F
HIS soul inspired	C
While she stands before the canvas reenter unperceived by	H
her LORENZO	F
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LORENZO	F
Oh celestial vision	E
What brush may reproduce those magic tints	F
Those lines ethereal	D2
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MARIA turns suddenly	K2
Is it not marvellous	F
Signor Lorenzo I would draw the curtain	E
But gazing I forgot	C
You are the first	C
After the master and myself to look	H3
Upon this wonder	G
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LORENZO with enthusiasm looking for he first time at the picture	G
Ah what an answer this	F
For envious minds that would restrict his power	G
To writhing limbs and shrivelled flesh Repose	F
Beauty and large simplicity are here	A3
Yes that is art Before such work I stand	C
And feel myself a dwarf	I3
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MARIA	F
There you are wrong	V2
My father even who knows his proper worth	Y2
Before his best achievements I have seen	J3
In like dejection 't is the curse of genius	F
Oft have I heard the master grace your name	K2
With flattering addition	E
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LORENZO	F
'T is your goodness	F
And not the echo of his praise that speaks	F
My work was worthless 't was your generous voice	F
Alone secured the master's second glance	F
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MARIA	F
Nay signor frankly he esteems your talent	C
Because you are of well assured means	F
And gentle birth he will be rude to you	J
Not without base is the deep grudge he owes	F
To riches and prosperity	K2
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LORENZO	F
Signora	F
Why do I bear such harsh injurious terms	F
As he affronts me with Why must I seem	K2
In mine own eyes a craven Spiritless	F
Dishonorably patient 'T is not his fame	K2
His power his gift his venerable years	F
That bind me here his willing slave Maria	F
'T is thou 't is thou alone 'T is that I love thee	K2
And exile hence is death	K3
A pause He kneels at her feet She looks at him kindly but	C
makes no reply	H
At thy dear feet	C
I lay my life with its most loyal service	F
The subject of thy pleasure	F
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MARIA tenderly	K2
You are too humble	D2
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LORENZO	F
Too humble Do you seek mine utter ruin	E
With words whose very tone is a caress	F
I say all I love you you have known it	C
Why should I tell you Yet to day you seem	K2
Other than you have been A milder light	C
Beams from your eyes a gentler grace is throned	C
Upon your brow your words fall soft as dew	C
To melt my fixed resolve	L3
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MARIA	F
You find me signor	F
In an unguarded mood I would be true	C
To you and to myself yet know no answer	F
Anon I will be calm pray you withdraw	F
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LORENZO	F
Till when Remember what mad hopes and fears	F
Meantime will riot in my brain	R
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MARIA	F
To morrow	F
Farewell farewell	D2
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LORENZO kisses her hand	C
Farewell	D2
Exit	C
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MARIA	F
A faithful heart	C
A name untainted a fair home yea these	F
Are what I need Oh lily soul in heaven	E
Who wast on earth my mother guide thy child	C
While MARIA sits rapt in thought enter from behind her ANNICCA	V2
who bends over her and kisses her brow	F
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ANNICCA	V2
What sister lost in dreams by daylight Fie	L3
Who is the monarch of thy thoughts	F
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MARIA starting	V2
Annicca	V2
My thoughts are bounden to no master yet	C
They fly from earth to heaven in a breath	K3
Now are they all of earth Hast heard the tidings	F
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ANNICCA	V2
Yea of the Prince's ball We go together	F
Braid in thy hair our mother's pearls and wear	F
The amulet ingemmed with eastern stones	F
'T will bring good fortune	E
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MARIA	F
Tell me ere we go	V2
What manner of man is John of Austria	F
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ANNICCA	V2
Scarce man at all a madcap charming boy	E3
Well favored you have seen him exquisite	C
In courtly compliment of simple manners	F
You may not hear a merrier laugh than his	F
From any boatman on the bay well versed	C
In all such arts as most become his station	E
Light in the dance as winged foot Mercury	K2
Eloquent on the zither and a master	F
Of rapier and	C
	-
MARIA	F
A puppet could be made	C
To answer in all points your praise of him	K2
Hath he no substance as of a man	M3
	-
ANNICCA	V2
Why sister	F
What may that be to us	F
	-
MARIA	F
He is our Prince	F
	-
ANNICCA	V2
The promise of his youth is to outstrip	Z2
The hero of Lepanto bright and bold	C
As fire he is the very soul the star	F
Of Spanish chivalry his last achievement	C
Seems still the flower of his accomplishments	F
Musician soldier courtier yea and artist	C
He had been a painter were he not a prince	F
Says Messer Zurbaran The Calderona	M3
His actress mother hath bequeathed to him	K2
Her spirit with her beauty and the power	F
To win and hold men's hearts	F
	-
MARIA	F
I knew it sister	F
His eye hath a command in it his brow	F
Seems garlanded with laurel	D2
	-
ANNICCA	V2
What is this	F
You kindle with his praise your whole heart glows	F
In light and color on your face your words	F
Take wing and fly as bold as reckless birds	F
What can so rash a thought a dream so wild	C
So hopeless an ambition tempt your soul	D2
	-
MARIA	F
Pray you what thought what dream and what ambition	M3
I knew not I had uttered any such	N3
	-
ANNICCA	V2
Nor have you in your speech your eyes now veiled	C
Where the light leaped to hear me voice his fame	K2
Your blushes and your pallor have betrayed	C
That which should lie uncounted fathom deep	Z2
The secret of a woman's foolish heart	C
	-
MARIA	F
And there it lies my sibyl sister still	D2
Your plummet hath not reached it Yes 't is love	L3
Flaunts his triumphant colors in my cheek	V2
And quickens my lame speech but not for him	K2
Not for the Prince so may I vaunt his worth	Y2
With a free soul	D2
	-
ANNICCA	V2
Say on	M3
	-
MARIA	F
A gentleman	M3
Favored of earth and heaven true and loving	V2
Hath cast his heart at my imperial feet	C
And if to morrow find me as to day	C
I will e'en stoop and raise it to mine own	M3
	-
ANNICCA	V2
Signor Vitruvio	L3
	-
MARIA	F
Not he indeed	C
Did not I say favored of earth and heaven	M3
That should mean other gifts than bags of gold	C
Or a straight featured mask Nor will it be	K2
Any you name though you should name him right	C
Must it not lie how many fathom deep	Z2
The secret of a woman's foolish heart	C
	-
ANNICCA	V2
Kiss me Maria You are still a child	C
You cannot vex me wilful as you be	K2
Your choice I fear not doubtless 't will prove wise	F
Despite your wild wit for your heart is pure	F
And you will pause with sure deliberate judgment	C
Before you leave our father	F
	-
MARIA	F
Does love steal	D2
So gently o'er our soul What if he come	K2
A cloud a fire a whirlwind to o'erbear	F
The feeble barriers wherewith we oppose him	K2
And blind our eyes and wrest from us our reason	M3
Fear not Annicca for in no such guise	F
He visits my calm breast but yet you speak	V2
Somewhat too sagely Did such cautious wisdom	K2
Guide your own fancy	K2
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ANNICCA	V2
Jest no more Maria	F
Since I became a wife is much made clear	F
Which a brief year ago was dark and vague	V2
Tommaso loves me we are happier	F
Then I had dreamed yet matching now with then	M3
I see his love is not that large rich passion	M3
Our father bore us	F
	-
MARIA	F
You regret your home	K2
	-
ANNICCA	V2
No no I have no wish and no regret	C
I speak for you His is a sovereign soul	D2
And all his passions loom in huger shape	Z2
Than lesser men's He brooks no rivalry	K2
With his own offspring and toward me his love	L3
Hath ebbed I mark to a more even flow	V2
While deeper stronger sets the powerful current	C
Toward you alone Consider this Maria	F
Nor wantonly discrown that sacred head	C
Of your young love to wreathe some curled boy's brow	F
	-
MARIA	F
Think you his wish were that I should not wed	C
	-
ANNICCA	V2
Nay that I say not for his pride aspires	F
To see you nobly mated	C
	-
MARIA after a pause	F
Him will I wed	C
Whose name is ancient fair and honorable	D2
As the Ribera's is illustrious	F
Him who no less than I will venerate	C
That white divine old head In art his pupil	D2
In love his son tender as I to watch	O3
And to delay the slow extinguishing	V2
Of that great light	C
	-
ANNICCA	V2
There spake his darling child	C
	-
MARIA	F
What is't o'clock If he should sleep too late	C
He bade me rouse him	K2
	-
ANNICCA	V2
Haste to seek him then	M3
'T is hard on sunset and he looks for thee	K2
With his first waking motion Till to night	C
Exeunt severally	K2
	-
SCENE II	H
A hall in RIBERA'S house Enter LUCA and FIAMETTA	C
	-
FIAMETTA	C
But did you see her	F
	-
LUCA	V2
Nay I saw her sister Donna Annicca	V2
	-
FIAMETTA	C
Tush man never name her beside my lady Maria Rosa You have lost	C
the richest feast in the world for hungry eyes Her gown of cloth	P3
o' silver clad her as it were with light there twinkled about	C
her waist a girdle stiff with stones you would have said they	C
breathed Mine own hands wreathed the dropping pearls in her hair	F
and pearls again were clasped around her throat But no I might	C
tell thee every ornament her jeweled fan her comb of pearls her	F
floating veil of gauze and still the best of all would escape us	F
	-
LUCA	V2
Thou speakest more like her page than her handmaiden	M3
	-
FIAMETTA	C
Thou knowest not woman truly for all thy wit I speak most like a	V2
woman when I weigh the worth of beauty and rich apparel Heigh ho	V2
I have felt the need of this Thou good Luca who might have	L3
been my father canst understand me HE was poor as thou Why	H
shouldst thou be his lackey his slave My hand were as dainty as	F
hers if it could but be spared its daily labor	F
	-
LUCA	V2
Yes poor child I understand thee and yet thou art wrong He is	F
more slave to pride than I am to him I know him well Fiametta	C
after so many years of service and to day I pity him more than I	H
fear him Why girl my task is sport beside his toil If my	H
limbs be weary I sleep but I have seen him sit before his canvas	F
with straining eyes and the big beads standing on his brow When	M3
at last he gave o'er and I have smoothed his pillow and served	C
and soothed him what sleep could he snatch His brain is haunted	C
with evil visions whereof some be merely of his own imaginings	F
and others the phantoms of folk who are living or have lived and	C
who rouse his jealousy or mayhap his remorse God only knows If	L3
that be genius to be alive to pain at every pore to be possessed	C
of a devil that robs you of your sleep and grants no space between	M3
the hours of grinding toil I thank the saints I am a simple man	M3
	-
FIAMETTA	C
I grant thee thou mayst be right concerning him he hath indeed a	V2
strange sour mien I shudder when he turns suddenly as his wont	C
is and bends his evil eyes on me The holy father tells me such	N3
warnings come from God No matter how slight the service he asks	F
of me my flesh creeps and my limbs refuse to move till I have	L3
whispered an Ave But what of Lady Maria Rosa Both heaven and	C
earth smile upon her To night she wears a poor girl's dowry a	V2
separate fortune on her head her neck her hands yes on her	F
little jeweled feet One tiny shoe of hers would make me free to	C
wed my lad	C
	-
LUCA	V2
If he have but eyes I warrant thee he finds jewels enough in thy	H
bright face Tell me his name	K2
	-
FIAMETTA	C
Nay that is my secret	C
	-
LUCA	V2
He must be a poor souled lad if he will wait till thou hast earned	C
a dowry	K2
	-
FIAMETTA	C
A poor souled lad my good Vicenzo ah but no matter thou knowest	C
him Luca my Lord Lorenzo's page There is he poor or mean or	F
plain or dull He claims no dowry he but I have my pride as well	D2
as the great ones	F
	-
LUCA	V2
May the saints preserve thee from such as theirs I am heartily glad	C
of thy good fortune I am not sure whether thou or Lady Marie Rosa	V2
be the most favored Well the end proves all	D2
Exeunt	C
Enter on one side ANNICCA and DON TOMMASO attired for the ball	D2
on the other side RIBERA	V2
	-
RIBERA	V2
What do ye here my children Haste away	C
Maria waits you for the ball folk say	C
'T will be the bravest show e'er seen in Naples	F
I warrant you the Spagnoletto brings	F
The richest jewels what say'st thou my son	M3
	-
DON TOMMASO	F
I who have robbed you of one gem need scarce	F
Re word sir how I prize it	C
	-
RIBERA	V2
Why 't is true	C
Robbed me thou sayst So hast thou She was mine	M3
The balanced beauty of her flesh and spirit	C
That was my garland and I was her all	D2
Till thou a stranger stole her heart's allegiance	F
Suborned Forgive me I am old a father	F
Whose doting passions blind I am not jealous	F
Believe me sir When we Riberas give	L3
We give without retraction or reserve	L3
Were it our life blood I rejoice with thee	K2
That she is thine nor am I quite bereft	C
I have some treasure still I do repent	C
So heartily of my discourteous speech	Q2
That I will crave your leave before I kiss	F
Your wife's soft palm	K2
	-
ANNICCA kissing him repeatedly	K2
Why father what is this	F
Can Don Tommaso's wife so soon forget	C
She is the Spagnoletto's child	C
	-
RIBERA	V2
Enough	L3
I can bear praise thou knowest from all save thee	K2
And my Maria My grave son I fear	F
Will mock these transports Pray go in with me	K2
No one of us but has this night a triumph	L3
Let us make ready	K2
Exeunt	K2
	-
	-
ACT II	H
SCENE I	H
Ball in the Palace of DON JOHN Dance DON JOHN and MARIA	V2
together DON TOMMASO ANNICCA LORDS and LADIES dancing or	F
promenading	V2
	-
st LORD	K2
Were it not better to withdraw awhile	D2
After our dance unto the torch lit gardens	F
The air is fresh and sweet without	K2
	-
st LADY	K2
Nay signor	F
I like this heavy air rich with warm odors	F
The broad clear light the many colored throng	V2
I might have breathed on mine own balcony	K2
The evening breeze	F
	-
st LORD	K2
Still at cross purposes	F
When will you cease to flout me	K2
	-
st LADY	K2
When I prize	F
A lover's sigh more dear than mine own pleasure	F
See the Signora Julia passed again	M3
She is far too pale for so much white I find	K2
Donna Aurora ah how beautiful	D2
That spreading ruff sprinkled with seeds of gold	K2
Becomes her well Would you believe it sir	F
Folk say her face is twin to mine what think you	C
	-
st LORD	K2
For me the huge earth holds but one such face	F
You know it well	D2
	-
St LADY	K2
The hall is overfilled	K2
Go we without	K2
They pass on	M3
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d LADY	K2
Thrice he hath danced with her	F
She is not one of us her face is strange	Q3
Colored and carven to meet most men's desire	F
Is't not my lord Certes it loses naught	K2
For lack of ornament Pray ask her name	K2
If but for my sake	V2
	-
d LORD	K2
I have already asked	K2
She is the daughter to the Spagnoletto	K2
Maria Rosa	V2
	-
d LADY	K2
Ah I might have guessed	K2
The form and face are matched with the apparel	D2
As in a picture 'T was the master's hand	K2
I warrant you arranged with such quaint art	K2
Such seeming careless care the dead white pearls	F
Within her odd bright hair	F
They pass on	M3
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Now hope now fear	F
Reigned lord of my wild dreams One name still sang	V2
Like the repeated strain of some caged bird	K2
Its sweet persistent music through my brain	M3
One vanishing face upon the empty air	F
Shone forth and faded night and day And you	C
Did you not find me hasty over bold	K2
Nay tell me all your thought	K2
	-
MARIA	V2
You know my lord	K2
I am no courtier and belike my thought	K2
Might prove too rustic for a royal ear	F
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Speak on speak on	M3
Though you should rail your voice would still outsing	V2
Rebeck and mandoline	M3
	-
MARIA	V2
Is it not strange	Q3
I knew you not albeit I might have guessed	K2
If only from the simple garb of black	V2
And golden collar 'midst the motley hues	F
Of our gay nobles I know not what besides	F
But this first won me Be not angered sir	F
But as I looked I never ranked you higher	F
Than simple gentleman I asked your name	K2
Then when you Highness stooped to pick my flower	F
My lord that moment was my thought a traitor	F
For it had fain discrowned you	C
	-
DON JOHN	M3
May God's angels	F
Reward such treason Say me those words again	M3
Let the rich blush born of that dear confession	M3
Again dye cheek and brow and fade and melt	K2
Forever even as then	M3
	-
MARIA	V2
We are watched my lord	K2
This is no place no hour for words like these	F
	-
DON JOHN	M3
When where then may we meet	K2
They pass on	M3
	-
	-
SCENE II	H
The Palace Gardens Interrupted sounds of music and revelry	K2
come though the open windows of the ball room seen in the	V2
background RIBERA pacing the stage occasionally pausing	V2
to look in upon the dancers	F
	-
RIBERA	V2
This is revenge Is she not beautiful	D2
Ye gods The beggar's child matched with a prince	F
Throb not so high my heart 'neath envious eyes	F
Fixed on thy triumph Now am I well repaid	K2
For my slow martyred years Was I not wrung	V2
by keener tortures than my savage brush	R3
Though dipped in my heart's blood might reproduce	F
No twisted muscle no contorted limb	K2
No agony of flesh have I yet drawn	M3
That owed not its suggestion to some pang	V2
Of my pride crucified my spirit racked	K2
My entrails gnawed by the blind worm of hate	K2
Engendered of oppression That is past	K2
But not forgotten though to night I please	F
To yield to gentler influence to own	M3
The strength of beauty and the power of joy	E3
And welcome gracious phantasies that throng	V2
And hover over me in airy shapes	F
The spirits of earth and heaven contend to night	K2
For mastery within me ne'er before	F
Have I been more the Spagnoletto fired	K2
With noble wrath with the consuming fever	F
And fierce delight of vengeance	F
From this point	K2
I see her clearly the auroral face	F
A light with smiles the imperial head upraised	K2
Her languid hand sways the broad silken fan	M3
Whose wing like movement stirs above her brow	F
The fine bright curls as though warm airs of heaven	M3
Around her breathed He leads her 'midst the throng	V2
So they have gone but I will follow them	K2
And watch them from afar	F
Exit	K2
Enter from the opposite side DON JOHN and MARIA	V2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
I dread to ask	V2
What quivers on my lips My heart is free	K2
But thine	M3
	-
MARIA	V2
My heart is free my lord	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Thank God	K2
	-
MARIA	V2
It never beat less calmly at the sound	K2
Of any voice till now I laugh to think	V2
This very morn I fancied it had met	K2
Its master	F
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Ah	S3
	-
MARIA	V2
Fear naught a simple boy	E3
A pupil of my father's	F
	-
DON JOHN	M3
I was mad	K2
To dream it could be otherwise Forgive me	K2
I a mere stranger in they life am jealous	F
Of all thy present and thy past	K2
	-
MARIA	V2
Listen my lord	K2
You shall hear all What hour think you he chose	F
To urge his cause The same wherein I learned	K2
Your Highness had commanded for to night	K2
Our presence My winged thoughts were flying back	V2
To Count Lodovico's again I saw you	C
My white rose at your lips your grave eyes fixed	K2
Most frankly yet most reverently on mine	M3
Again my heart sank as I heard the name	K2
The Prince of Austria and while I mused	K2
He spake of love Oh I am much to blame	K2
My mood was soft although I promised naught	K2
I listened yea I listened Good my lord	K2
Do you not pity him	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Thanks and thanks again	M3
For thy confession Now no spot remains	F
On the unblemished mirror of my faith	T3
Since that dear night I with one only thought	K2
Have gained the sum of knowledge and opinions	F
Touching thine honored father with such scraps	F
As the gross public voice could dole to me	K2
Concerning thine own far removed white life	L3
Thou art I learn immured in close seclusion	M3
Thy father be it with all reverence said	K2
Hedges with jealous barriers his treasure	F
Whilst thou most duteous tenderest of daughters	F
Breath'st but for him	K2
	-
MARIA	V2
Dear father Were it so	F
'T were simple justice Ah if you knew him	K2
A proud large tameless heart This is the cloister	F
Where he immures me Naples' gayest revels	F
The only bar wherewith he hedges me	K2
Is his unbounded trust that leaves me free	K2
Let us go in the late night air is chill	D2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Yet one more dance	F
	-
MARIA	V2
You may command my lord	K2
Exeunt	K2
Enter RIBERA	V2
	-
RIBERA	V2
I lost them in the press Ah there they dance	F
Again together I would lay my hands	F
In blessing on that darling haughty head	K2
Like the Ribera's child she bears her honors	F
As lightly as a flower Yet there glows	F
Unwonted lustre in her starry eyes	F
And richer beauty blushes on her cheek	V2
Enough Now must I strive to fix that form	K2
That haunts my brain the blind old Count Camillo	F
The Prince's oracle 'Midst the thick throng	V2
My fancy singled him white beard white hair	F
Sealed eyes and brow lit by an inward light	K2
So will I paint mine Isaac blessing Esau	F
While Jacob kneels before him blind betrayed	K2
By his own flesh	U3
As RIBERA stands aside lost in thought enter DON JOHN and MARIA	V2
	-
MARIA	V2
See the impatient day	K2
Wakes in the east	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
One moment here signora	V2
Breathe we the charm of this enchanted night	K2
Look where behind yon vines the slow moon sets	F
Hidden from us while every leaf hangs black	V2
Each tender stalk distinct each curling edge	V3
Against the silver sky	V2
	-
MARIA perceiving RIBERA	V2
What father here	V2
	-
RIBERA	V2
Maria Ah my Prince I crave your pardon	M3
When thus I muse 't is but my mind that lives	F
Each outward sense is dead I saw you not	K2
I heard nor voice nor footstep Yonder lines	F
That streak the brightening sky east warn us away	K2
For all your grace to us the Spagnoletto	K2
Proffers his thanks to John of Austria	V2
My daughter art thou ready	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
I am bound	K2
Illustrious signor rather unto you	C
And the signora past all hope of payment	K2
When may I come to tender my poor homage	W3
To the Sicilian master	V2
	-
RIBERA	V2
My lord will jest	K2
Our house is too much honored when he deigns	F
O'erstep the threshold Let your royal pleasure	V2
Alone decide the hour	V2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
To morrow then	M3
Or I should say to day for dawn is nigh	V2
	-
RIBERA	V2
And still we trespass Be it as you will	D2
We are your servants	F
	-
MARIA	V2
So my lord good night	K2
Exeunt MARIA and RIBERA	V2
	-
DON JOHN alone	M3
Gods what a haughty devil rules that man	M3
As though two equal princes interchanged	K2
Imperial courtesies The Spagnoletto	K2
Thanks John of Austria Louis of France	F
Might so salute may father By heaven I know not	K2
What patience or what reverence withheld	K2
My enchafed spirit in bounds of courtesy	K2
Nay it was she mine angel whose mere aspect	K2
Is balm and blessing How her love lit eyes	F
Burned through my soul How her soft hand's slight pressure	V2
Tingled along my veins Oh she is worthy	K2
A heart' religion How shall I wear the hours	F
Ere I may seek her Lo I stand and dream	K2
While my late guests await me Patience patience	F
Exeunt	K2
	-
	-
SCENE III	H
Morning twilight in RIBERA'S Garden During this scene the day	K2
gradually breaks and at the close the full light of morning	V2
illuminates the stage LORENZO	F
AUBADE	K2
	-
LORENZO sings	F
From thy poppied sleep awake	V2
From they golden dreams arise	F
Earth and seas new colors take	V2
Love light dawns in rosy skies	F
Weird night's fantastic shadows are outworn	M3
Why tarriest thou oh sister to the morn	M3
	-
Hearken love the matin choir	V2
Of birds salutes thee and with these	F
Blends the voice of my desire	V2
Unto no richer promises	F
Of deeper dearer holier love than mine	M3
Canst thou awaken from they dreams divine	M3
	-
Lo thine eastern windows flame	K2
Brightening with the brightened sky	V2
Rise and with thy beauty shame	K2
Morning's regal pageantry	K2
To thrill and bless as the reviving sun	M3
For my heart gropes in doubt though night be gone	M3
	-
He speaks	F
Why should I fear Her soul is pledged to mine	M3
Albeit she still withheld the binding word	K2
How long hath been the night but morn breathes hope	Z2
I fain were true to you and to myself	L3
Did she say thus or is my fevered brain	M3
The fool of its desires The world swam	K2
The blood rang beating in mine ears and roared	K2
Like rushing waters yet as through a dream	K2
I saw her dimly Surely on her lids	F
Shone the clear tears As there's a God in heaven	M3
She spake those words My lips retain the touch	N3
Of those soft snow cold hands neither refused	K2
Nor proffered Such things ARE nor can they be	K2
Forgotten or foreknown Yes she is mine	M3
But soft Her casement opes Oh joy 't is she	K2
Pale in a cloud of white she stands and drinks	F
The morning sunlight	K2
	-
MARIA above at the window	K2
Ah how sweet this air	V2
Kisses my sleepless lids and burning temples	F
I am not weary though I found no rest	K2
My spirit leaps within me a new glory	K2
Blesses the dear familiar scene ripe orchard	K2
The same yet oh how different Even I thought	K2
Soft music trembled on the listening air	V2
As though a harp were touched blent with low song	V2
Sure that was phantasy I will descend	K2
Visit my flowers and see whereon the dew	K2
Hangs heaviest and what fairest bud hath bloomed	K2
Since yester eve Why should I court repose	F
And dull forgetfulness while the large earth	Y2
Wakes no lesser joy than mine	M3
Exit from above	L3
	-
LORENZO	K2
Oh heart	K2
How may my breast contain thee with thy burden	M3
Of too much happiness	F
Enter MARIA below LORENZO springs forward to greet her she	K2
shrinks back in a sort of terror	V2
	-
LORENZO	K2
Good day sweet mistress	F
May the blithe spirit of this auspicious morn	M3
Become the genius of thy days to come	K2
Whereof be none less beautiful than this	F
Why art thou silent Does not love inspire	V2
Joyous expression be it but a sigh	V2
A song a smile a broken word a cry	V2
Thou hast not granted me the promised pledge	V3
For which I hunger still I would confirm	K2
With dear avowals frequent seals of love	L3
That which though sure I yet can scarce believe	L3
	-
MARIA	V2
Somewhat too sure I think my lord Lorenzo	K2
I scarce deemed possible that one so shy	V2
But yester morn should hold so high a mien	M3
Claiming what ne'er was given	M3
	-
LORENZO	K2
Maria	V2
	-
MARIA	V2
Sir	V2
You are a trifle bold to speak my name	K2
Familiarly as no man save my father	V2
Or my own brother dares	F
	-
LORENZO	K2
Ah now I see	K2
Your jest You will not seem so lightly won	M3
Without a wooing You will feign disdain	M3
Only to make more sweet your rich concession	M3
Too late I heard it all A new light shines	F
On the familiar scene What may that be	K2
Save the strange splendor of the dawn of love	L3
Nay darling cease to jest lest my poor heart	K2
Hanging 'twixt hell and heaven in earnest break	V2
	-
MARIA	V2
Here is no jest sir but a fatal error	V2
Crying for swift correction You surprise me	K2
With rude impatience ere I have found time	K2
To con a gentle answer Pardon me	K2
If any phrase or word or glance of mine	M3
Hath bred or nourished in your heart a hope	Z2
That you might win my love It cannot be	K2
	-
LORENZO	K2
A word a glance Why the whole frozen statue	K2
Warmed into life Surely it was not you	K2
You must have bribed some angel with false prayers	F
To wear your semblance nay no angel served	K2
But devilish witchcraft	K2
	-
MARIA	V2
Sir enough enough	L3
I hoped to find here peace and solitude	K2
These lacking I retire Farewell	D2
Going toward the house	F
	-
LORENZO	K2
Signora	V2
I will not rob you of your own Farewell to you	K2
Exit	K2
	-
MARIA	V2
Where have you flown bright dreams Has that rude hand	K2
Sufficed to dash to naught your frail creations	F
Sad thoughts and humors black now fill my soul	D2
So his rough foot hath bruised the dewy grass	F
And left it sere Why should his harsh words touch me	K2
The truth of yesterday is false to day	K2
How could I know dear God How might I guess	F
The bitter sweetness the delicious pain	M3
A new heart fills my breast as soft and weak	V2
And melting as a tear unto its lord	K2
But kindled with quick courage to endure	V2
If I need front for him a world of foes	F
If this be love ah what a hell is theirs	F
Who suffer without hope Even I who hold	K2
So many dear assurances who hear	V2
Still ringing in mine ears such sacred vows	F
Am haunted with an unaccustomed doubt	K2
Not wonted to go hand in hand with joy	E3
A gloomy omen greets me with the morn	M3
I who recoil from pain must strike and wound	K2
What may this mean Help me ye saints of heaven	M3
And holy mother for my strength is naught	K2
She falls on her knees and bursts into tears Reenter LORENZO	K2
	-
LORENZO aside	K2
Thank heaven I came How have I wrung her soul	D2
A noble love forsooth A blind brute passion	M3
That being denied is swift transformed to hate	K2
No whit more cruel To Maria Lady	K2
	-
MARIA rising hastily	K2
Signor Lorenzo	K2
Again what would you with me	K2
	-
LORENZO	K2
No such suit	K2
As late I proffered but your gracious pardon	M3
	-
MARIA	V2
Rise sir forgiven I too have been to blame	K2
Although less deeply than you deemed Forbear	V2
To bind your life I feel myself unworthy	K2
Of that high station where your thoughts enthrone me	K2
Yet I dare call myself your friend	K2
Offering him her hand which LORENZO presses to his lips	F
	-
LORENZO	K2
Thanks thanks	F
Be blessed and farewell	D2
Exit	K2
Enter RIBERA calling	V2
	-
RIBERA	V2
Daughter Maria	V2
	-
MARIA	V2
Why father I am here kissing him Good day What will you	K2
	-
RIBERA	V2
Darling no more than what I always will	D2
Before I enter mine own world removed	K2
I fain would greet the dearest work of God	K2
I missed you when I rose I sought you first	K2
In your own chamber where the lattice oped	K2
Let in the morning splendor and smells	F
Of the moist garden with the sound of voices	F
I looked I found you here but not alone	M3
What man was that went from you	K2
	-
MARIA	V2
Your disciple	D2
My lord Lorenzo You remember father	V2
How yester morn I pleaded for his work	V2
Thus he through gratitude and love hath watched	K2
All night within our garden while I danced	K2
And when I came to nurse my flowers he spake	V2
	-
RIBERA	V2
And you	K2
	-
MARIA	V2
Am I not still beside you father	V2
I will not leave you	K2
	-
RIBERA	V2
Ah mine angel child	K2
I cannot choose but dread it though I wait	K2
Expectant of the hour when you fulfil	D2
Your woman's destiny You have full freedom	K2
Yet I rejoice at this reprieve and thank thee	K2
For thy brave truthfulness Be ever thus	F
Withholding naught from him whose heart reflects	F
Only thine image Thou art still my pride	K2
Even as last night when all eyes gazed thy way	K2
Thy bearing equal in disdainful grace	F
To his who courted thee thy sovereign's son	M3
	-
MARIA	V2
Yea so And yet it was not pride I felt	K2
Nor consciousness of self nor vain delight	K2
In the world's envy something more than these	F
Far deeper sweeter What have I said My brain	M3
Is dull with sleep 'T is only now I feel	D2
The weariness of so much pleasure	V2
	-
RIBERA rising	V2
Well	D2
Go we within Yes I am late to work	V2
We squander precious moments Thou go rest	K2
And waken with fresh roses in they cheeks	F
To greet our royal guest	K2
Exeunt	K2
	-
	-
ACT III	H
SCENE I	H
The studio of the Spagnoletto RIBERA before his canvas LUCA	V2
in attendance	F
	-
RIBERA laying aside his brush	R3
So I am weary Luca what 's o'clock	V2
	-
LUCA	V2
My lord an hour past noon	M3
	-
RIBERA	V2
So late already	K2
Well one more morning of such delicate toil	D2
Will make it ready for Madrid and worthy	K2
Not merely Philip's eyes but theirs whose glance	F
Outvalues a king's gaze my noble friend	K2
Velasquez and the monkish Zurbaran	M3
Luca	V2
	-
LUCA	V2
My lord	K2
	-
RIBERA	V2
Hath the signora risen	M3
	-
LUCA	V2
Fiametta passed a brief while since and left	K2
My lady sleeping	V2
	-
RIBERA	V2
Good she hath found rest	K2
Poor child she sadly lacked it She had known	M3
'Twixt dawn and dawn no respite from emotion	M3
Her chill hand fluttered like a bird in mine	M3
Her soft brow burned my lips Could that boy read	K2
The tokens of an overwearied spirit	K2
Strained past endurance he had spared her still	D2
At any cost of silence What is such love	L3
To mine that would outrival Roman heroes	F
Watch mine arm crisp and shrivel in quick flame	K2
Or set a lynx to gnaw my heart away	K2
To save her from a needle prick of pain	M3
Ay or to please her At their worth she rates	F
Her wooers light as all embracing air	V2
Or universal sunshine Luca go	K2
And tell Fiametta rather bid the lass	F
Hither herself	L3
Exit Luca	V2
He comes to pay me homage	W3
As would his royal father if he pleased	K2
To visit Naples yet she too shall see him	K2
She is part of all I think of all I am	K2
She is myself no less than yon bright dream	K2
Fixed in immortal beauty on the canvas	F
Enter FIAMETTA	K2
	-
FIAMETTA	K2
My lord you called me	K2
	-
RIBERA	V2
When thy mistress wakes	F
Array her richly that she be prepared	K2
To come before the Prince	F
	-
FIAMETTA	K2
Sir she hath risen	M3
And only waits me with your lordship's leave	L3
To cross the street unto St Francis' church	X3
	-
RIBERA musingly	D2
With such slight escort Nay this troubles me	K2
Only the Strada's width The saints forbid	K2
That I should thwart her holy exercise	F
Myself will go I cannot Bid her muffle	D2
Like our Valencian ladies her silk mantle	D2
About her face and head	K2
At a sign from RIBERA exit FIAMETTA	K2
Yes God will bless her	V2
What should I fear I will make sure her beauty	K2
Is duly masked	K2
He goes toward the casement	K2
Ay there she goes the mantle	D2
Draped round the stately head discloses naught	K2
Save the live jewel of the eye Unless one guessed	K2
From the majestic grace and proud proportions	F
She might so pass through the high thoroughfares	F
Ah one thick curl escapes from its black prison	M3
Alone in Naples wreathed with rays of gold	K2
Her crown of light betrays her So she's safe	L3
Enter LUCA	V2
	-
LUCA	V2
A noble gentleman of Spain awaits	F
The master's leave to enter	V2
	-
RIBERA	V2
Show him in	M3
Exit LUCA RIBERA draws the curtain before his picture of	L3
Jacob's Dream	K2
	-
RIBERA	V2
A gentleman of Spain Perchance the Prince	F
Sends couriers to herald his approach	Y3
Or craves a longer grace	F
Enter LUCA ushering in DON JOHN unattended completely enveloped	K2
in a Spanish mantle which he throws off his face almost hidden	M3
by a cavalier's hat He uncovers his head on entering RIBERA	V2
repressing a movement of surprise hastens to greet him and kisses	F
his hand	K2
	-
RIBERA	V2
Welcome my lord	K2
I am shamed to think my sovereign's son should wait	K2
Through a churl's ignorance without my doors	F
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Dear master blame him not I came attended	K2
By one page only Here I blush to claim	K2
Such honor as depends on outward pomp	Z2
No royalty is here save the crowned monarch	Z3
Of our Sicilian artists Be it mine	M3
To press with reverent lips my master's hand	K2
	-
RIBERA	V2
Your Highness is too gracious if you glance	F
Round mine ill furnished studio my works	F
Shall best proclaim me and my poor deserts	F
Luca uplift you hangings	F
	-
DON JOHN seating himself	L3
Sir you may sit	K2
	-
RIBERA aside seating himself slowly	K2
Curse his swollen arrogance Doth he imagine	M3
I waited leave of him	K2
Luca uncovers the picture	V2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Oh wonderful	D2
You have bettered here your best Why sir he breathes	F
Will not those locked lids ope that nerveless hand	K2
Regain the iron strength of sinew mated	K2
With such heroic frame You have conspired	K2
With Nature to produce a man Behold	K2
I chatter foolish speech for such a marvel	D2
The fittest praise is silence	F
He rises and stands before the picture	V2
	-
RIBERA after a pause	F
I am glad	K2
Your highness deigns approve Lose no more time	K2
Lest the poor details should repay you not	K2
Unto your royal home 't will follow you	K2
Companion though unworthy to the treasures	F
Of the Queen's gallery	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
'T is another jewel	D2
Set in my father's crown and in his name	K2
I thank you for it	K2
RIBERA bows silently DON JOHN glances around the studio	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
There hangs a quaint strong head	K2
Though merely sketched What a marked cunning leer	K2
Grins on the wide mouth what a bestial glance	F
	-
RIBERA	K2
'T is but a slight hint for my larger work	V2
Bacchus made drunk by Satyrs	F
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Where is that	K2
I ne'er have seen the painting	V2
	-
RIBERA	K2
'T is not in oils	F
But etched in aqua fortis Luca fetch down	M3
Yonder portfolio I can show your Highness	F
The graven copy	K2
LUCA brings forward a large portfolio RIBERA looks hastily	K2
over the engravings and draws one out which he shows to DON JOHN	M3
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Ah most admirable	D2
I know not who is best portrayed the god	K2
Plump reeling wreathed with vine in whom abides	F
Something Olympian still or the coarse Satyrs	F
Thoroughly brutish Here I scarcely miss	F
So masterly the grouping so distinct	K2
The bacchanalian spirit your rich brush	R3
So vigorous in color Do you find	K2
The pleasure in this treatment equals that	K2
Of the oil painting	V2
	-
RIBERA	K2
All is in my mood	K2
We have so many petty talents clever	K2
To mimic Nature's surface I name not	K2
The servile copyists of the greater masters	F
Or of th' archangels Raphael and Michael	D2
But such as paint our cheap and daily marvels	F
Sometimes I fear lest they degrade our art	K2
To a nice craft for plodding artisans	F
Mere realism which they mistake for truth	A4
My soul rejects such limits The true artist	K2
Gives Nature's best effects with far less means	F
Plain black and white suffice him to express	F
A finer grace a stronger energy	K2
Than she attains with all the aid of color	K2
I argue thus and work with simple tools	F
Like the Greek fathers of our art the sculptors	F
Who wrought in white alone their matchless types	F
Then dazzled by the living bloom of earth	Y2
Glowing with color I return to that	K2
My earliest worship and compose such work	V2
As you see there	K2
Pointing to the picture	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Would it be overmuch	R3
In my brief stay in Naples to beg of you	K2
A portrait of myself in aqua fortis	F
'T would rob you sir of fewer golden hours	F
Than the full colored canvas and enrich	R3
With a new treasure our royal gallery	K2
	-
RIBERA	K2
You may command my hours and all that's mine	M3
	-
DON JOHN rising	V2
Thanks generous master When may I return	M3
For the first sitting	V2
	-
RIBERA	K2
I am ready now	M3
To day to morrow when your Highness please	F
	-
DON JOHN	M3
'T would be abuse of goodness to accept	K2
The present moment I will come to morrow	K2
At the same hour in some more fitting garb	B4
Your hand sir and farewell Salute for me	K2
I pray you the signora May I not hope	Z2
To see and thank her for her grace to me	K2
In so adorning my poor feast	K2
	-
RIBERA	K2
The debt is ours	F
She may be here to morrow she is free	K2
She only while I work to come and go	K2
Pray sir allow her she is never crossed	K2
I stoop to beg for her she is the last	K2
Who bides with me I crave you pardon sir	K2
What should this be to you	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
'T is much to me	K2
Whose privilege has been in this rare hour	K2
Beneath the master to discern the man	M3
And thus add friendship unto admiration	M3
He presses RIBERA'S hand and is about to pick up his mantle and	K2
hat LUCA springs forward and while he is throwing the cloak	V2
around the Princes's shoulders enter hastily MARIA enveloped in	M3
her mantilla as she went to church	R3
	-
MARIA	K2
Well father an I veiled and swathed to suit you	K2
To cross the Strada	K2
She throws off her mantilla and appears all in white She goes	F
to embrace her father when she suddenly perceives the Prince and	K2
stands speechless and blushing	V2
	-
RIBERA	K2
Child his Royal Highness	F
Prince John of Austria	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Good day signora	K2
Already twice my gracious stars have smiled	K2
I saw you in the street You wore your mantle	D2
As the noon sun might wear a veil of cloud	K2
Covering but not concealing	V2
	-
MARIA	K2
I sir twice	F
Have unaware stood in your royal presence	F
You are welcome to my father's home and mine	M3
I scarce need crave your pardon for my entrance	F
Yourself must see how well assured I felt	K2
My father was alone	M3
	-
DON JOHN	M3
And so you hoped	K2
To find him shall I read your answer thus	F
	-
RIBERA	K2
Nay press her not Your Highness does her wrong	V2
So harshly to construe her simpleness	F
My daughter and myself are one and both	C4
Will own an equal pleasure if you bide	K2
	-
DON JOHN seating himself	L3
You chain me with kind words	F
	-
MARIA	K2
My father sir	K2
Hath surely told you our delight and marvel	D2
At the enchantments of your feast For me	K2
The night was brief rich beautiful and strange	Q3
As a bright dream	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
I will gainsay you not	K2
A beauteous soul can shed her proper glory	K2
On mean surroundings I have likewise dreamed	K2
Nor am I yet awake This morn hath been	M3
A feast for mind and eye Yon shepherd prince	F
Whom angels visit in his sleep shall crown	M3
Your father's brow with a still fresher laurel	D2
And link in equal fame the Spanish artist	K2
With the Lord's chosen prophet	K2
	-
RIBERA	K2
That may be	K2
For in the form of that wayfarer	K2
I drew myself So have I slept beneath	D4
The naked heavens pillowed by a stone	M3
With no more shelter than the wind stirred branches	F
While the thick dews of our Valencian nights	F
Drenched my rude weeds and chilled through blood and bone	M3
Yet to me also were the heavens revealed	K2
And angels visited my dreams	F
	-
DON JOHN	M3
How strange	Q3
That you dear masters standing on the crown	M3
Of a long life's continuous ascent	K2
Should backward glance unto such dark beginnings	F
	-
RIBERA	K2
Obscure are all beginnings Yet I muse	F
With pleasing pain on those fierce years of struggle	D2
They were to me my birthright all the vigor	K2
The burning passion the unflinching truth	A4
My later pencil gained I gleaned from them	K2
I prized them I reclaimed their ragged freedom	K2
Rather than hold my seat a liveried slave	L3
At the rich board of my Lord Cardinal	D2
A palace was a prison till I reared	K2
Mine own But now my child's heart I would pierce	F
Sooner than see it bear the least of ills	F
Such as I then endured	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Donna Maria	K2
May smile sir at your threat she is in a pleasance	F
Where no rude breezes blow no shadow falls	F
Darker than that of cool and fragrant leaves	F
Yea were it otherwise had you not reaped	K2
The fruit of your own works she had not suffered	K2
Your children are Spain's children	M3
	-
RIBERA	K2
Sir that word	K2
Is the most grateful you have spoken yet	K2
Why are thou silent daughter	K2
	-
MARIA absently	D2
What should I say	F
The Prince is kind I scarcely heard your words	F
I listened to your voices and I mused	K2
DON JOHN rising	V2
I overstep your patience	F
	-
MARIA	K2
You will be gone	M3
What have I said	K2
	-
RIBERA	K2
You are a child Maria	K2
To morrow I will wait your Highness	F
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Thanks	F
To morrow noon Farewell signora	K2
Exit DON JOHN	M3
	-
RIBERA	K2
What ails you daughter You forget yourself	L3
Your tongue cleaves to your mouth You sit and muse	F
A statue of white silence Twice to day	F
You have deeply vexed me Go not thus again	M3
Across the street with that light child Fiametta	F
Faith you were closely muffled What was this	F
This tell tale auburn curl that rippled down	M3
Over the black mantilla Were I harsh	R3
Suspicious jealous fearful prone to wrath	E4
Or anything of all that I am not	F
I should have deemed it no mere negligence	F
But a bold token	M3
	-
MARIA	K2
Father you make me quail	D2
Why do you threat me with such evil eyes	F
Would they could read my heart	F
	-
RIBERA	K2
Elude me not	F
Whom have you met beside the Prince this morn	M3
Who saw you pass Whom have you spoken with	F4
	-
MARIA	K2
For God's sake father what strange thoughts are these	F
With none with none Beside the Prince you say	F
Why even him I saw not as you know	K2
I hastened with veiled eyes cast on the ground	F
Swathed in my mantle still I told my beads	F
And in like manner hasted home to you	K2
	-
RIBERA	K2
Well it may pass but henceforth say thy matins	F
In thine own room I know what vague cloud	F
Obscures my sight and weighs upon my brain	M3
I am very weary Luca follow me	K2
Exeunt RIBERA and LUCA	K2
	-
MARIA	K2
Poor father Dimly he perceives some trouble	D2
Within the threatening air Thank heaven I calmed him	K2
Yet I spake truth What could have roused so soon	M3
His quick suspicion Did Fiametta see	K2
The wary page slip in my hand the missive	L3
As we came forth again Nay even so	F
My father hath not spoken with her since	F
Sure he knows naught 't is but my foolish fear	K2
Makes monsters out of shadows I may read	F
The priceless lines and grave them on my heart	F
She draws from her bosom a letter reads it and presses it to	K2
her lips	F
He loves me yes he loves me Oh my God	F
This awful joy in mine own breast is love	L3
To night he will await me in our garden	M3
Oh for a word a pressure of the hand	F
I fly my prince at thy most dear behest	F
Exit	F
	-
	-
SCENE II	H
A room in DON TOMMASO'S HOUSE DON TOMMASO and ANNICCA	K2
	-
DON TOMMASO	F
Truly you wrong your sister she is young	K2
Heedless and wilful that is all a touch	R3
Of the Ribera's spirit fired the lass	F
Don John was but her weapon of revenge	G4
Against the malice of our haughty matrons	F
Who hurled this icy shafts of scorn from heights	F
Of dignity upon the artist's daughter	K2
	-
ANNICCA	K2
I cannot think with you In her demeanor	K2
Her kindled cheek her melting eye was more	K2
Than sly revenge or cautious policy	F
If that was art it overreached itself	L3
Ere the night ended I had blushed to see	F
Slighting regards cast on my father's child	F
And hear her name and his tossed lightly round	F
	-
DON TOMMASO	F
Could you not read in such disparagement	F
The envy of small natures	F
	-
ANNICCA	K2
I had as lief	L3
Maria were to dance the tarantella	D2
Upon the quay at noonday as to see her	K2
Gazed at again with such insulting homage	W3
	-
DON TOMMASO	F
You are too strict your baseless apprehensions	F
Wrong her far more than strangers' jests	F
	-
ANNICCA	K2
Not so	F
My timely fears prevent a greater ill	D2
And work no harm since they shall be imparted	F
Only to him who hath the power to quell them	K2
Dissolving them to air my father	K2
	-
DON TOMMASO	F
How	M3
You surely will not rouse his fatal wrath	E4
Annicca listen if your doubts were true	K2
He whose fierce love guards her with sleepless eyes	F
More like the passion of some wild dumb creature	K2
With prowling jealousy and deadly spring	K2
Forth leaping at the first approach of ill	D2
Than the calm tenderness of human fathers	F
He surely had been keen to scent the danger	K2
I saw him at the ball as is his wont	F
He mingled not among the revellers	F
But like her shadow played the spy on her	K2
	-
ANNICCA	K2
A word would stir less deeply than you dread	F
	-
DON TOMMASO	F
Ah there you err he knows no middle term	K2
At once he would accept as fact the worst	F
Of your imaginings his rage would smite	F
All near him and rebound upon himself	L3
For as I learn Don John brings royal orders	F
For the Queen's gallery he would dismiss	F
The Prince as roughly as a begging artist	F
Make no such breach just now betwixt the court	F
And our own kindred	F
	-
ANNICCA	K2
Be it so Tommaso	F
I will do naught in haste	F
	-
DON TOMMASO	F
Watch thou and wait	F
A slight reproof might now suffice the child	F
Tame as a bird unto a gentle voice	F
	-
ANNICCA	K2
My mind misgives me yet will I find patience	F
	-
	-
SCENE III	H
Night in RIBERA'S Garden DON JOHN alone	M3
	-
DON JOHN	M3
In any less than she so swift a passion	M3
So unreserved so reckless had repelled	F
In her 't is godlike Our mutual love	L3
Was born full grown as we gazed each on each	R3
Nay 't was not born but like a thing eternal	D2
It WAS ere we had consciousness thereof	L3
No growth of slow development but perfect	F
From the beginning neither doomed to end	F
Her garden breathes her own warm southern beauty	F
Glowing with dewy and voluptuous bloom	K2
Here I am happy happy to dream and wait	F
In rich security of bliss I know	F
How brief an interval divides us now	M3
She hastes to meet me with no less impatience	F
Than mine to clasp her in my arms to press	F
Heart unto heart and see the love within	M3
The unfathomable depths of her great eyes	F
She comes Maria	K2
Enter MARIA half timid half joyous	F
	-
MARIA	K2
My lord you have been waiting	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Darling not long 't was but my restless love	L3
That drove me here before the promised hour	K2
So were I well content to wait through ages	F
Upon the threshold of a joy like this	F
Knowing the gates of heaven might ope to me	F
At any moment	F
	-
MARIA	K2
Your love is less than mine	M3
For I have counted every tedious minute	F
Since our last meeting	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
I had rather speak	K2
Less than the truth to have you chide me thus	F
Yet if you enter in the lists with me	F
Faith match with faith and loyal heart with heart	F
I warrant you the jealous god of love	L3
Who spies us from yon pomegranate bush	R3
Would crown me victor	K2
	-
MARIA	K2
Why should we compete	F
Who could decide betwixt two equal truths	F
Two perfect faiths	F
	-
DON JOHN	M3
The worship of my life	L3
Will be slight payment for your boundless trust	F
Look we nor forth nor back are we not happy	F
Heaven smiles above our heads with all her stars	F
The envious day forced us apart the wing	K2
Of obscure night protects and shelters us	F
Now like a pure night blooming flower puts forth	H4
The perfect blossom of our love Oh lean	M3
Thy royal head upon my breast assure me	F
That this unheard of bliss is no fond dream	K2
Cling to me darling till thy love's dear burden	M3
Take root about my heart strings	F
	-
MARIA after a pause	F
Did you not hear	K2
A sound a cry Oh God was it my father	K2
	-
DON JOHN	M3
Naught save the beating of our hearts I heard	F
Be calm my love the very air is hushed	F
Listen the tinkle of the fountain yonder	K2
The sleepy stir of leaves the querulous pipe	Z2
Of some far bird no more	K2
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MARIA	K2
I heard I heard	F
A rude voice called me Wherefore did it come	K2
To snatch me from that dream of restful love	L3
Oh Juan you will save me you will help	Z2
Tell me you will I have lost all for you	K2
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DON JOHN	M3
To morrow you will laugh at fears like these	F
You have lost naught you have but won my love	L3
Lose not your faith in that your shield and weapon	M3
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MARIA	K2
I tremble still in every limb Good night	F
I must be gone To morrow when you come	K2
Be wary with my father he is fierce	F
In love and hatred Listen and look my lord	F
If one dared say to me but yester morn	M3
That I would meet at night a stranger youth	A4
In mine own garden talk with him of love	L3
And hint a thought against the Spagnoletto	F
I had smitten with this bauble such a one	M3
Pointing to a jewelled poniard in her belt	F
Kiss me my Juan once again Good night	F
Exit MARIA	K2
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SCENE IV	L3
The studio RIBERA and ANNICCA	K2
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ANNICCA	K2
Has he come often	M3
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RIBERA	K2
Nay I caught the trick	K2
Of his fair face in some half dozen sittings	F
His is a bold and shapely head it pleased me	F
I like the lad the work upon his portrait	F
Was pastime 't is already nigh complete	F
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ANNICCA	K2
And has Maria sat here while you worked	F
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RIBERA sharply	F
Why not What would'st thou say Speak fret me not	F
With ticklish fears Is she not by my side	F
For work or rest	F
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ANNICCA	K2
Surely I meant no harm	K2
Father how quick you are I had but asked	F
If she being here had seen the work progress	F
And found it his true counterpart	F
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RIBERA	K2
Annicca	K2
There is something in your thought you hold from me	F
Have the lewd prying eyes the slanderous mind	F
Of public envy spied herein some mischie	R3

Emma Lazarus

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