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Alexis America American symphony armchair arms Baron Revendal BARONESS bedroom Black Hundreds blay blood broduce candlestick chair chiffonier claps comic opera Cross Crucible dance DAVID Oh David Quixano DAVID Smiling DAVID Yes Dazed dazedly dear desk Dovidel drops Ellis Island Exit eyes face father fire FRAU QUIXANO goes Good-bye hand happy head Hebrew Herr Pappelmeister Holiganes Holy houly hysterical immigrants Jewish KATHLEEN Katusha Kishineff kisses kitchen laughs laughter little Vera looks married massacre Melting Pot MENDEL MENDEL Oh meshuggah Mezuzah Miss Revendal misthress mother never nose orchestra ould pistol play pogrom poor Poppy Purim QUINCY DAVENPORT race rises Rubinstein Russian Settlement Shabbos shakes shoulder Shpanish snow sobbing soul Statue of Liberty stop street-door sure talk tell Thank Tsar turns umbrella uncle VERA's Vigilantes violin voice Walkley window
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Page 32 - Jews and Russians — into the Crucible with you all! God is making the American! The real American has not yet arrived. He is only in the Crucible, I tell you — he will be the fusion of all races, the coming superman.
Page 31 - America is God's Crucible, the great Melting Pot where all the races of Europe are melting and reforming! Here you stand, good folk, think I, when I see them at Ellis Island, here you stand in your fifty groups with your fifty languages and histories, and your fifty blood hatreds and rivalries, but you won't be long like that brothers, for these are the fires of God you've come to — these are the fires of God.
Page 207 - Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
Page 31 - Island, here you \ stand __^— •""*""" [Graphically illustrating it on the table] in your fifty groups, with your fifty languages and histories, and your fifty blood hatreds and rivalries. But you won't be long like that, brothers, for these are the fires of God...
Page 195 - I make half of the collars, cuffs, and shirts. I turn out four-fifths of all the leather. I make half the gloves. I refine nearly nineteen-twentieths of the sugar. I make half of the tobacco and cigars. And yet, I am the great American problem.
Page 182 - There she lies, the great Melting Pot — listen ! Can't you hear the roaring and the bubbling ? There gapes her mouth [He points east] — the harbour where a thousand mammoth feeders come from the ends of the world to pour in their human freight.
Page 195 - I am the immigrant. Since the dawn of creation my restless feet have beaten new paths across the earth. My uneasy bark has tossed on all seas. My wanderlust was born of the craving for more liberty and a better wage for the sweat of my face. I looked towards the United States with eager eyes kindled by the fire of ambition and heart quickened with new-born hope.
Page 182 - East and West, and North and South, the palm and the pine, the pole and the equator, the crescent and the cross — how the great Alchemist melts and fuses them with his purging flame! Here shall they all unite to build the Republic of Man and the Kingdom of God.
Page 182 - Pot — listen ! Can't you hear the roaring and the bubbling ? There gapes her mouth [He points east] — the harbour where a thousand mammoth feeders come from the ends of the world to pour in their human freight. Ah, what a stirring and a seething ! Celt and Latin, Slav and Teuton, Greek and...
Page 183 - ... shall they all unite to build the Republic of Man and the Kingdom of God. Ah, Vera, what is the glory of Rome and Jerusalem where all nations and races come to worship and look back, compared with the glory of America, where all races and nations come to labour and look forward...