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A dream of interlinking hands, of… Tireless to spin the unseen, fairy… Of the entangling waltz. Bright e… Gay laughter echoes from the vault… Warm perfumes rise; the soft unfli…
[Aaron Ben Mier ‘loquitur.’] If I remember Raschi? An I live, Grandson, to bless thy grandchild,… Never that youth and what he did f… Aye, aye, I know! he slurred a ce…
We sat at twilight nigh the sea, The fog hung gray and weird. Through the thick film uncannily The broken moon appeared. We heard the billows crack and plu…
Raschi of Troyes, the Moon of Is… The authoritative Talmudist, retu… From his wide wanderings under man… To all the synagogues of the Orie… Through Spain and Italy, the isle…
PSALM LXXXIV. A brackish lake is there with bitt… Anigh its margin, brushed by heavy… A piping wind the narrow valley co… Fretting the willows and the cypre…
Lilac hazes veil the skies. Languid sighs Breathes the mild, caressing air. Pink as coral’s branching sprays, Orchard ways
On a background of pale gold I would trace with quaint design, Penciled fine, Brilliant-colored, Moorish scenes… Mosques and crescents, pages, quee…
These things alone endure; ‘They are the solid facts,’ that w… Leading us on and upward if we cla… And hold them firm and sure. In a wise fable old,
ORPHEUS. LAUGHTER and dance, and sounds… Piping of flutes, singing of festa… Ribbons of flame from flaunting to… By the broad summer sunshine, thes…
The grass of fifty Aprils hath wa… Above the spent heart, the Olympi… The hands crost idly, the shut eye… Unseeing, the locked lips whose so… Yet mystic-lived, like some rich,…
Therefore I dare reveal my privat… The secret blots of my imperfect h… Nor strive to shrink or swell mine… Nor beautify nor hide. For this I… That even as I am, thou also art.
Down the long hall she glistens li… The foam-born mother of Love, tra… Yet none the less immortal, breath… Time’s brutal hand hath maimed but… When first the enthralled enchantr…
Prelude Blue storm-clouds in hot heavens o… Hung heavy, brooding over land and… Our hearts, a-tremble, throbbed in… With the wild, restless tone of ai…
THE corn was yellow upon the clif… The fluttering grass was green to… The waves were blue as the sky abo… And the sun it was shining merrily… “Marjorie, Marjorie! do you love…
What hast thou done to this dear f… Thou cold, white, silent Stranger… Her clasped hand slips to meet the… Here eyes that flamed with love, a… Stare stone-blank on blank air; he…