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Lyrics: 2-18 Scene <br/> (RIGDON leaves to the left. FORD starts off right, but is met by an armed group carrying a coffin that resembles Joseph's. FORBES and ANDERSON follow them. They are strangely restrained.) <br/> FORD <br/>What have we here? A parade? <br/> FORBES <br/>A box for the ghoul. <br/> FORD <br/>The visionary! <br/> FORBES <br/>You have regained your composure. <br/> FORD <br/>My friends have joined me. <br/> MOB <br/>Old Joe is dead! <br/> 1st OF MOB <br/>We found the Prophet Joe and bring him to you, Governor. <br/> FORD <br/>Into the jurisdiction of the law, into the fold of Illinois. Where did you find him? <br/> 2nd OF MOB (Pointing to FORBES and ANDERSON) <br/>They were taking him to a secret grave. <br/> MOB <br/>Secret grave! Secret grave! <br/> FORBES <br/>Joseph is not here. <br/> FORD <br/>Joseph is not here! Figure of speech! <br/>I know his soul has fled I know not where. <br/>But now we have him crated and ready for display. <br/> ANDERSON <br/>For display? <br/> (He starts toward FORD but is held back by the MOB.) <br/> FORD <br/>Display, my hearty one! <br/> FORBES (To ANDERSON) <br/>He will not believe Joseph is not here. <br/>FORD <br/>Joseph is here, laid out in his flesh, ready for the worms. <br/> MOB (Hats off, mockingly) <br/>For the worms. <br/> FORD <br/>How could you permit us to take him? <br/> FORBES <br/>We did not think you would go this far. <br/> FORD <br/>He was a figurehead, a show for your eccentricities! <br/> MOB, 1st OF MOB, 2nd OF MOB <br/>Figurehead! Figurehead! The evidence we need! <br/>Figurehead! Break up old Joe! FORBES <br/>What? You will not! <br/> <br/> MOB, 1st OF MOB, 2nd OF MOB <br/>His head on the end of a pole. Old Joe is dead! <br/>We'll saw off his head for everyone to see. <br/>Old Joe is dead! <br/> ANDERSON <br/>You monsters, try to get Joseph and I'll break your hate! <br/> FORD <br/>Mere threats, now that I have the majority vote. <br/> (To the MOB) <br/>Hold him. The Mormons must be taught meeknes. <br/>Tear off the lid! <br/> (Two of the mob begin their work. ANDERSON rushes in.) <br/> ANDERSON <br/>Joseph, Joseph! Stop them! <br/> (He is restrained by the MOB.) <br/> FORBES <br/>We cannot, Brother Anderson. Joseph has fled. <br/> ANDERSON <br/>His body must not be desecrated! <br/> FORBES <br/>We have the mantle; all is right. <br/> MOB <br/>All is right! All is right! <br/> ANDERSON <br/>The mantle! The mantle! <br/> (To FORBES) <br/>Where is it? <br/> FORBES (Ironically, to FORD) <br/>Where but in the spirit of prophecy? <br/> FORD <br/>I cannot figure you. <br/>You are strong. You are bright. <br/>But you chitter mystical phrases like a dervish. <br/> (To the MOB) <br/>Saw his head off. <br/>1st OF MOB <br/>Right, Governor for display! <br/> (They go about their work.) <br/> FORBES <br/>The ghoul qualifies for his work. <br/>They are opening the box of their infamy. <br/> ANDERSON <br/>With what will it be filled? Books? Statues? <br/>Poems? Mementos? Artifacts? Bills of lading? <br/>Clocks for the millennium? <br/> <br/> FORBES <br/>Its contents will weigh against their consciences. <br/> (The MOB finally open the coffin.) <br/> 1st OF MOB <br/>Rocks! Hundreds of rocks! <br/> 2nd OF MOB, MOB <br/>Rocks! Rocks! Only rocks! <br/> FORD (Peering) <br/>Rocks? Joseph is not inside? <br/>FORBES <br/>Joseph has fled. <br/> ANDERSON <br/>Joseph has fled. <br/> FORBES <br/>Ford, here are the rocks of your salvation. <br/>Collect them and minister unto them. <br/>Joseph does not fail. <br/> ANDERSON <br/>The spirit of prophecy... <br/> MOB, 1st OF MOB, 2nd OF MOB <br/>Rocks! <br/>Nothing but rocks! <br/> ANDERSON <br/>...Gleams in the memory of Joseph. <br/> FORBES (Pointing to the rocks) <br/>Governor, spend the years of your career burying them. <br/>Write a book, a history of Illinois. Joseph is not here. <br/> ANDERSON <br/>Excellent, Brother Forbes. <br/>The stones drag them into their graves. <br/> (Ford digs among the stones incredulously.) <br/> FORD <br/>Sidney, you assured me! You said you would succeed! <br/>Joseph is not here! This is another casket than I saw! <br/> (As FORD rails and complains, ANDERSON and FORBES leave.) <br/>It's different! <br/>To annoy us, they'll make many caskets! <br/> MOB <br/>Rocks! Rocks! Only rocks! <br/>This is the age of miracles. Joseph is not here! <br/> FORD <br/> (He tears the lining of the casket out in deep frustration , as the MOB watch in horror.) <br/>Here is my shroud! The swathing bands of my purpose! <br/> (He wraps the cloths around him like a mantle, then wildly ) <br/>Where is the figurehead, the imposter? <br/> (He stops in realization.) <br/>They laughed at me! <br/>They laughed at me! <br/>Sidney, help me! <br/>Dress them with your words! <br/>Let the Church die! <br/>They laughed at me! <br/> <br/>(CURTAIN. End of Act 2.)
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