Dreamers of the Ghetto

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Israel Zangwill. Dreamers of the Ghetto

Dreamers of the Ghetto

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PREFACEToC

DREAMERS OF THE GHETTO

MOSES AND JESUSToC

A CHILD OF THE GHETTO

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JOSEPH THE DREAMERToC

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URIEL ACOSTA

PART I. GABRIEL DA COSTA

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PART II. URIEL ACOSTA

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THE TURKISH MESSIAHToC

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THE MAKER OF LENSESToC

THE MASTER OF THE NAMEToC

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MAIMON THE FOOL AND NATHAN THE WISEToC

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FROM A MATTRESS GRAVEToC

THE PEOPLE'S SAVIOURToC

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THE PRIMROSE SPHINXToC

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DREAMERS IN CONGRESSToC

THE PALESTINE PILGRIMToC

THE CONCILIATOR OF CHRISTENDOMToC

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THE JOYOUS COMRADEToC

CHAD GADYAToC

EPILOGUE

A MODERN SCRIBE IN JERUSALEMToC

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Отрывок из книги

Israel Zangwill

Published by Good Press, 2019

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Epiphany arrived. A great concourse filled the Basilica di Latran. The Pope himself was present, and amidst scarlet pomp and swelling music, Joseph, thrilled to the depths of his being, received the sacraments. Annibale de' Franchi, whose proud surname was henceforth to be Joseph's, stood sponsor. The presiding cardinal in his solemn sermon congratulated the congregants on the miracle which had taken place under their very eyes, and then, attired in white satin, the neophyte was slowly driven through the streets of Rome that all might witness how a soul had been saved for the true faith. And in the ecstasy of this union with the human brotherhood and the divine fatherhood, and with Christ, its symbol, Giuseppe de' Franchi saw not the dark, haggard faces of his brethren in the crowd, the hate that smouldered in their dusky eyes as the festal procession passed by. Nor while he knelt before crucifix and image that night, did he dream of that other ceremonial in the Synagogue of the Piazza of the Temple, half-way from the river; a scene more impressive in its sombreness than all the splendor of the church pageant.

The synagogue was a hidden building, indistinguishable externally from the neighboring houses; within, gold and silver glistened in the pomegranates and bells of the Scrolls of the Law or in the broidery of the curtain that covered the Ark; the glass of one of the windows, blazing with a dozen colors for the Twelve Tribes, represented the Urim and the Thummim. In the courtyard stood a model of the ancient Temple of Jerusalem, furnished with marvellous detail, memorial of lost glories.

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