"Lexington": A Pageant-Drama of the American Freedom — John Shaqi
"Lexington": A Pageant-Drama of the American FreedomHoward, Sidney Coe
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"Lexington": A Pageant-Drama of the American Freedom
Howard, Sidney Coe
Lexington, Battle of, Lexington, Mass., 1775 -- Drama; Pageants -- Massachusetts -- Lexington; United States -- History -- Drama
The counsel is spoken. The farewell remains.
WASHINGTON
I shall carry with me the hope that my country will never cease to
view my errors with indulgence and that, after forty-five years of
my life dedicated to its service with an upright zeal, the faults of
incompetent abilities will be consigned to oblivion as myself must soon
be to the mansions of rest.
[_There is an instant of silence. Then Freedom puts her hands on the
shoulders of Washington and Hamilton and looks into their eyes and
the distant Chorus sings._]
THE CHORUS
And in regions far
Such heroes bring ye forth
As those from whom we came
And plant our name
Under that star
Not known unto our north.
FREEDOM
(_Speaking above the Chorus._)
Ever and ever more,
Under the western stars,
Over the western lands,
My leaders,
Your names,
Your words,
Your dreams!
[_She turns with the two men and goes a few steps with them into the
darkness above them. Then they go up and she is last seen looking
after them. Darkness takes the entire scene._]
THE CHORUS
And in regions far,
Such heroes bring ye forth,
As those from whom we came....
_Part Three_
[Illustration]
“_Social Freedom_”
THE CHRONICLER
The nation being established conceives the empire. The race, born of
the romance of empire and nourished upon the adventure of freedom,
turns to the wilderness.
THE CHOIR
Pioneers! O Pioneers!
THE CHRONICLER
Beyond these eastern mountains, the adventure of freedom is resumed,
and the romance of empire lives anew!
THE CHOIR
Pioneers! O Pioneers!
[_Freedom turns at the shout and the music begins a soft, wild
march theme. Suddenly possessed again, Freedom evokes the Western
migration. As she begins to speak the first of it begins: a few
timorous stragglers who appear from the trees at the left of the
stage and peer up at her. Her gestures sweep them across the scene
and they come, stopping here and there to build their camp fires. At
the end of her harangue, five or six groups have spaced themselves
along the line of the forestage, and from each group and its camp
fire rises a thin column of smoke so that the varied and splendid
processional of adventure which is to come will be seen behind this
delicate colonnade._]
FREEDOM
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