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Analyzes the medieval dramatic tradition of history plays (Vengeance of Our Lord) on the siege and destruction of Jerusalem, 70 CE, which enjoyed widespread popularity in the 14th-16th centuries in Germany, France, England, Spain, and Italy. Describes the development of the tradition, and shows how medieval dramatists made use of antisemitic stereotypes and transformed the distant non-Christian past to address contemporary Christian audiences. Traces the sources of this dramatic tradition to Hesegippus's translation of Josephus Flavius in which the fall of Jerusalem is interpreted by Hesegippus as God's punishment of the Jews for deicide, to Church sermons on the Gospels, and to the Vindicta Salvatoris genre describing Titus as a recent convert leading a Christian crusade against deicide Jews who reject the true faith. Includes microfiche reproductions of "Ludus de assumptione beatae Mariae virginis, " "Gothaer Botenrolle, " and Eustache Marcade's "La vengance Jhesucrist."
This book is part of a series of seven titles, to be published over a period of four years. The series will explore some of the most important historic monuments in Portugal, all of which have been UNESCO World Heritage Sites since 1983. Colour photograp
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I'm getting really good at cutting my losses. First, the husband. Divorcing him was the best decision I ever made. But between single-parenting and job-hunting, I can't catch my breath. When a celebrity blogging position falls into my lap, I'm determined to succeed. That is, until I get my first assignment and actually see Noah Frazier for the first time . . . practically naked and dripping wet. My heart races and I forget how to form complete sentences. His chiseled abs, irresistible smirk, and crystal blue eyes are too perfect to be real. So, what do I do? Get drunk and humiliate myself, of course. I'm ready to forget the awkward night, yet Noah has no intention of allowing me to move on. Instead, he arranges for me to write a feature on him, ensuring a lot more time together. One embarrassing moment after another, one kiss after another, and before I can stop myself, I realize-I'm falling in love with him. But when the unthinkable happens, can I even blame him for cutting his losses? What I wouldn't give for just one last time . . .