One day in the late part of June, as the people left the city for the mountain to avoid the heat of summer, I went as usual to the temple to meet Selma, carrying with me a little book o...
Pleasure is a freedom—song, But i… It is the blossoming of your desir… But it is not their fruit. It is a depth calling unto a heigh… But it is not space encompassed.
Man and I are sweethearts He craves me and I long for him, But alas! Between us has appeared A rival who brings us misery. She is cruel and demanding,
Come, my beloved; let us walk amid… For the snow is water, and Life i… Slumber and is roaming the hills a… Let us follow the footprints of S… Distant fields, and mount the hill…
I would not exchange the sorrows o… For the joys of the multitude. And I would not have the tears th… To flow from my every part turn in… I would that my life remain a tear…
In the stillness of night Wisdom… By my bed. She gazed upon me like… And wiped away my tears, and said:… The cry of your spirit and I am c… Open your heart to me and I shall…
The strong shore is my beloved And I am his sweetheart. We are at last united by love, and Then the moon draws me from him. I go to him in haste and depart
My neighbours, you remember the dawn of youth with pleasure and regret its passing; but I remember it like a prisoner who recalls the bars and shackles of his jail. You speak of those y...
You work that you may keep pace with the earth and the soul of the earth. For to be idle is to become a stranger unto the seasons, and to step out of life’s procession, that marches ...
As night fell and the light glittered in the great house, the servants stood at the massive door awaiting the coming of the guests; and upon their velvet garments shown golden buttons. ...
Once there lived a man who had a v… day the mother of Jesus came to hi… garment is torn and I must needs m… temple. Wouldst thou not give me a… And he gave her not a needle, but…
As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers, I sat under the trees pondering upon the phenomena of the atmosphere, looking through ...
Love has no other desire but to fu… But if your love and must needs ha… Let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running broo… That sings its melody to the night…
Once there came to the court of the Prince of Birkasha a dancer with her musicians. And she was admitted to the court, and she danced before the prince to the music the lute and the flu...
He is a link between this and the… He is A pure spring from which all thirs… He is a tree watered by the River… Fruit which the hungry heart crave…