Poems by Emma Lazarus
The Dance To Death. Act IV
... Know that we, Frederick Margrave of Meissen, and Landgrave of Thuringia, ...
1492
... Didst weep when Spain cast forth with flaming sword, ...
Symphonic Studies (After Schumann)
... They lend Their lithe white arms, and through the golden wave ...
Song from Heine
... Presenting and shouldering arms now, ...
From One Augur to Another
... The mouldering wall, the Caesars' tombs unwreathed, ...
In MemoriamRev. J. J. Lyons
... With fainting hearts and hands forespent with toil, ...
Life and Art
... The heart throbs loud, the eyes are veiled, no less ...
The Day Of Dead Soldiers
... Not with wild, violent grief for those who died, ...
The Birth Of Man
... Whence sprang the eternal throne, these words rang forth: ...
The Feast Of Lights
... Stood, midst their conqueror-tribe, five chieftains sprung ...
The Dance To Death. Act I
... in their hands, pass across the stage, and go into the Synagogue ...
Marriage Bells
... With cloudlike, cast-back veil and faint-flushed cheek, ...
The Spagnoletto. Act IV
... ] Enter RIBERA, without hat or mantle, slowly, with folded arms ...
In Exile
... Floats forth with wild sweet rhythm and glad refrain ...
An Epistle
... XIX. For some (I write it with flushed cheek, bowed head), ...
