Plays of G. Martinez Sierra ...: The kingdom of God. The two shepherds. Wife to a famous man. The romantic ladyE.P.Dutton, 1922 |
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afternoon AMALIA APPARITION APPRENTICE baby basket better CANDELAS CARMEN child cigars comes CÓRDOBA crying D'you dear DEMETRIO DON ANTONIO DON FRANCISCO DON JOSÉ MARÍA DON JUAN DOÑA BARBARITA DOÑA GERTRUDIS DOÑA PAQUITA door dress EMILIO ENGRACIA ENRIQUE eyes Father FELIPE forgive GABRIEL give goes Grandmamma GUILLERMO hair hand HARLEY GRANVILLE-BARKER head hear heard INNOCENT IRENE José María López JUAN DE DIOS JUANILLO JULIETA keep kisses laugh LIBORIO look LORENZA LUCIA Madrid MARGARITA MARÍA ISABEL MARÍA PEPA MARIANA MARIO married MATEO MAYOR MORENITO never NICETO Oh yes patio PEPE pesetas POLICARPO QUICA quiet RAMÓN Reverend Mother ROSARIO Rosario Castellanos SEÑOR JULIÁN Señorita SISTER CRISTINA SISTER DIONISIA SISTER FELICIANA SISTER GRACIA SISTER JULIANA SISTER MANUELA sits Smiling street talk tell Thank there's thing TRAJANO turns VICENTE voice wait walks What's window woman women
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Page 54 - You suffer now that you may succour his world then. God sees you . . . God hears you. Now say with me. Lord, Lord, we thank thee for this food which is given us in thy name. There is not much of it, it is not very good, and we will not forget the taste of this bitter bread. And by thy precious love we swear that...
Page 20 - I'd promised. But these wretched souls . . . what visions can one give to them? Some of them are callous, and some only wish they were dead, and some just want to be revenged. But there's not one . . . not one that even wants to rise above it all. And, if they did . . . what could we promise them? They leave here . . . and what is waiting for them? More misery . . . more hunger . . . more vice . . . more shame. Do you know, I think sometimes ... oh, not very often, but sometimes I can't help thinking...
Page 20 - And the babies . . . the ones that are born here . . . and those that they bring here . . . outcasts every one . . . with people only thinking how best they can be rid of them . . . as if they were something unclean and shameful altogether. And ... oh, my God ... a month ago, while you were away . . . one night when I was on duty, some one put a dead child into the basket at the gate.
Page 54 - Christ, son of man, by the divine blood that thou didst shed for us we swear to spend our own to the last drop when we are men . . . that children may not be forsaken any more . . . that no more mothers may be wronged and go hungry and be ashamed to carry their children in their arms. My sons . . . my sons, promise me that when you are men you'll try to bring these things to pass . . . that you'll help to build on earth the Kingdom of God.
Page 53 - While you have a home and all the love we can give you. You are sheltered . . . you are taught . . . you are kept in right paths. And then think if you don't owe a few thanks to God after all. FELIPE. To God ... to God! There is no God! [A stir of horror among the children. SISTER DIONISIA crosses herself and exclaims, "Blessed Jesus!"] SISTER GRACIA. And whatever do you think you mean by that, you little fool? FELIPE. Because if there were . . . would he think this was all right? SISTER GRACIA....
Page 20 - Of loving you ... of loving you," The sick man made reply. [SISTER GRACIA stops to listen and there comes over her, like an agony, all the temptation of love and its happiness. She wrings her hands, then crosses them on her breast, and stands there trembling. Then she lets her arms fall and stands for a moment with closed eyes. Then she pulls herself together, takes the crucifix from her sleeve, looks at it for a little, presses it to her breast and says:] SISTER GRACIA.
Page 45 - DIGS adds impulsively.) . . . And fifty of them for you . . . and then Sister Dionisia can cook you such a dinner. Hurrah, girls, hurrah! Meat for dinner next Sunday! (They all cheer ecstatically.) . . . But I must be off ... they're waiting for me. (To SISTER GRACIA.) Oh, . . . come as far as the gate with me, so that everybody can see us together. SISTER GRACIA — My son ... I never heard of such a thing! JUAN DE Dios — Please . . . please, for it's the happiest day of my life. Good-by, everybody...
Page 43 - Oh, Reverend Mother, I have dreamed of this day . . . and I've kept myself for it ... yes, I have . . . like one of God's blessed angels. SISTER GRACIA — Hush, hush . . . don't talk like that. JUAN DE Dios (very seriously) — But I have ... I swear it. And look here . . . (He now proceeds to show SISTER GRACIA by a lively pantomime how he disposed of his bull, the present spectators cheering him at every point with cries of "Ole! Ole!
Page 20 - ... them? God . . . God . . . but who is to blame then for so much misery? ENRIQUE. Sister Gracia . . . Sister Gracia! SISTER GRACIA. What am I saying . . . what have I said? Oh, forget it please. And God forgive me . . . blessed Jesus ! ... thy will be done . . . and as you have willed it ... then so it should be. As it is ... it is right . . . although we cannot understand. Have pity on us and forgive us all ... Lord . . . Lord! ENRIQUE. But . . . why are you crying then?
Page 43 - ... there too . . . with a white mantilla on . . . and I could have dedicated my bull to you. SISTER GRACIA. Quiet . . . quiet . . . you heretic! JUAN DE Dios, But for all that, I've brought you . . . a present. Give it here . . . give it here. [One of the boys gives him something that is carefully wrapped up in a silk handkerchief. SISTER GRACIA hesitates a moment before she takes it.] JUAN DE Dios. Take it ... you deserve it ... better than anyone else does. Open it ... open it. [SiSTER GRACIA...