#Americans #Jews #Women
Rosh-Hashanah, 5643 Not while the snow-shroud round de… And naked branches point to frozen… When orchards burn their lamps of… The grape glows like a jewel, and…
WELCOME, thou gray and fragran… To deathless love and valor dedica… Glorious with the richest flowers… With early roses, lingering lilacs… With vivid green of grass and leaf…
Venus. Frosty lies the winter-landscape, In the twilight golden-green. Down the Park’s deserted alleys, Naked elms stand stark and lean.
Master and Sage, greetings and he… From thy most meek disciple! Deig… Endure me at thy feet, enlighten m… As when upon my boyish head of yor… Midst the rapt circle gathered rou…
Wake, Israel, wake! Recall to-day The glorious Maccabean rage, The sire heroic, hoary-gray, His five-fold lion-lineage: The Wise, the Elect, the Help-of…
Not while the fever of the blood i… The heart throbs loud, the eyes ar… With passion than with tears, the… The poet-sould to help and soothe… Not then she bids his trembling li…
I see it as it looked one afternoo… In August,-by a fresh soft breeze… The swiftness of the tide, the lig… A far-off sail, white as a crescen… The shining waters with pale curre…
Gray earth, gray mist, gray sky: Through vapors hurrying by, Larger than wont, on high Floats the horned, yellow moon. Chill airs are faintly stirred,
I give God thanks that I, a lean… Wrinkled, infirm, and crippled wit… By austere penance and continuous… Now rest in spirit, and possess ‘t… Which passeth understanding.’ Th’…
How long, and yet how long, Our leaders will we hail from over… Master and kings from feudal monar… And mock their ancient song With echoes weak of foreign melodi…
Music and silver chimes and sunlit… Freighted with the scent of honeye… Glad, friendly festal faces everyw… She, rapt from all in this unearth… With cloudlike, cast-back veil and…
The fervent, pale-faced Mother er… Looks out upon the zigzag-lighted… The beautiful bare trees, the blue… The revelation of the star-strewn… World above world, and heaven over…
Last night I slept, and when I wo… Still floated on my lips. For we… Together in my dream, through some… Where the shy moonbeams scarce dar… The air was dank with dew, between…
As the blind Milton’s memory of l… The deaf Beethoven’s phantasy of… Wroght joys for them surpassing al… In our restricted sphere of sound… So while the glaring streets of br…
UPON the whitewashed walls A woman’s shadow falls, A woman walketh o’er the darksome… A soft, angelic smile Lighteth her face the while,