Granny Maumee; The rider of dreams; Simon the Cyrenian : $b Plays for a negro theater — John Shaqi
Granny Maumee; The rider of dreams; Simon the Cyrenian : $b Plays for a negro theaterTorrence, Ridgely
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Granny Maumee; The rider of dreams; Simon the Cyrenian : $b Plays for a negro theater
Torrence, Ridgely
African Americans -- Drama
[_As the curtain rises PROCULA is discovered upon the steps
of her house. She is in an extreme state of agitation. Her
attendants are in the garden. The sound of a mob, with cries of
“Crucify him,” “To the Place of the Skull,” “On to Golgotha,”
etc. is heard at the rise of the curtain and at intervals
throughout the play._]
PROCULA
Go! Go, send more messengers. Ah, Hera, help me.
[_A MESSENGER runs into the garden from the right and kneels
before her, breathless._]
PROCULA
Has Simon the Cyrenian been found?
MESSENGER
The swiftest horseman reached him. He is nearing the city.
PROCULA
Hasten him. Bring him. Your freedom for it. [_The MESSENGER hurries out._]
PROCULA
[_To ATTENDANTS._] Is there no news yet?
ATTENDANT
One messenger has not returned. He who was sent to the royal woman of
Egypt.
PROCULA
Send others after him, take wings. [_DRUSUS enters the garden from the
left._] Drusus! Help me draw him swiftly.
DRUSUS
The wife of Pilate speaks. Whom shall I send to her?
PROCULA
Too late, too late. I speak foolishly. I have already sent.
DRUSUS
You are tormented.
PROCULA
Are mine the only eyes that see the doom unrolling?
DRUSUS
You speak strangely.
PROCULA
The Furies whip me.
DRUSUS
Tell me your secret.
PROCULA
This Jesus the Nazarene—
DRUSUS
You need not fear him. He is in Pilate’s hands.
PROCULA
Out of that is my agony. Ah, my dream.
DRUSUS
Dreams?—
PROCULA
Did you feel the earth heave last night?
DRUSUS
I was drinking at Herod’s palace.
PROCULA
Trees groaned, the statues shuddered, the fountains dried, the walls
sweated, a red dew fell in the gardens.
DRUSUS
I felt nothing. I saw nothing.
PROCULA
I saw—I cannot tell it. Horror was heaped on horror.
DRUSUS
You dreamed of this Nazarene?
PROCULA
Of him. He must not die. I begged his life of Pilate but he fears the
Jews. Help me.
DRUSUS
Help you? How?
PROCULA
Bring Simon the Cyrenian.
DRUSUS
That tiger?
PROCULA
I heard many voices in my dream and one voice cried, “Simon the African
shall bear the burden.”
DRUSUS
You have not felt his claws.
PROCULA
Then you too believe him dangerous?
DRUSUS
The most dangerous man in the empire.
PROCULA
Dangerous to Romans, it may be, but—
DRUSUS
[_Scornfully._] The friend of slaves! Wherever he goes insurrection
follows him. He was the secret leader of last year’s armed uprising
in Rome when thirty thousand perished. He hollows out the empire with
sedition.
PROCULA
A stronger man than Rome.
DRUSUS
His influence spreads through the provinces. He plans world empire,
undermining Rome. Cæsar has been warned of him, but is afraid or listless.
PROCULA
[_Half to herself._] Surely such power should avail to save one life.
DRUSUS
There is a rumour that he was here two nights ago to renew the
insurrection of Barabbas. We had spies set upon him.
PROCULA
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