Produced by Catherine Daly

A WOMAN OF THIRTY

Marjorie Allen Seiffert

New York

1919

To O.H.S.

CONTENTS

I. The Old Woman

A Morality Play

II. Love Poems in Summer

    Singalese Love Songs I-V
    The Silent Pool
    Nocturne
    Theme Arranged for Organ I-III
    The Moonlight Sonata
    Possession
    Evening: the Taj Mahal
    The Gift
    The Bridge
    A Temple I-VII
    Candles
    Winter Night
    Last Days I-V
    Sorrow
    Prison
    The Dream House

III. Studies and Designs

    Design for a Japanese Vase
    The Bow Moon (A Print by Hirosage)
    An Italian Chest
    The Pedlar
    Portrait of a Lady in Bed I-V
    Portrait of a Gentleman
    From the Madison Street Police Station
    La Felice
    The Journey
    The Last Illusion
    The Desert
    The Picnic

IV. Interlude

    Mountain Trails I-VII
    October Morning
    October Afternoon
    Maternity
    The Father Speaks
    To Allen
    To Helen
    The Immortal
    To an Absent Child I-IV
    Summer Night
    Maura I-VI
    November Dusk
    Winter Valley I-IV

V. Love Poems in Autumn

    Ballad
    The Pathway of Black Leaves I-IV
    Elegy
    Sequence I-X
    Disillusion
    November Afternoon
    Yareth at Solomon's Tomb
    Argolis
    St. Faith's Eve

Poems of Elijah Hay

    The Golden Stag
    To Anne Knish
    Lolita
    Spectrum of Mrs. Q
    Epitaph
    A Sixpence
    Three Spectra
    Two Commentaries
    A Womanly Woman
    Lolita Now is Old
    The Shining Bird
    The King Sends Three Cats to Guinevere
    Ode in the New Mode
    Night

  I. The Old Woman
  (A Morality Play)

  The Old Woman
  (A Morality Play)

  Characters:
  The Woman
  The House
  The Doctor
  The Deacon
  The Landlady

  Doctor:
  There is an old woman
  Who ought to die—

  Deacon:
  And nobody knows
  But what she's dead—

  Doctor:
  The air will be cleaner
  When she's gone—

  Deacon:
  But we dare not bury her
  Till she's dead—

  Landlady:
  Come, young doctor
  From the first floor front,
  Come, dusty deacon,
  From the fourth floor back,
  You take her heels
  And I'll take her head—

  Doctor and Deacon:
  We'll carry her
  And bury her
  If she's dead!

  House:
  They roll her up
  In her old, red quilt,
  They carry her down
  At a horizontal tilt,
  She doesn't say "Yes"
  And she doesn't say "No,"
  She doesn't say, "Gentlemen,
  Where do we go?"

  Doctor:
  Out in the lot
  Where a

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