A Collection of Poems

Love faded away, the keepsake she left me is these children, three or four. I eat, I sleep . . . it's all the same today as yesterday. ...

Over I journey And for each pain A pleasant sting only Shall one day remain.

Mortal though I be, yea ephemeral, if but a moment   I gaze up to the night’s starry domain of heaven,

Beneath the canopy of the skies roam I night and day: My home is in the desert by night and day.   No sickness troubleth me nor silent pai...

All things that are on earth shall wholly pass away, Except the love of God, which shall live and last for aye.

Strangely 'wildered must I seem; I was married — in a dream. Oh, the ecstasy of bliss! Brother, what a joy is this!

You did not know, - how could you, dear, - How much you stood for? Life in you Retained its touch of Eden dew,

How sweet the manger smells! The cows all listen   With outstretched necks, and with impatient lowing;   They greet the clover, their cont...

O while within a Jewish breast   Beats true a Jewish heart, And Jewish glances turning East   To Zion fondly dart,—

So the last day’s come at last, the close of my fifteen year— The end of the hope, an’ the struggles, an’ messes I’ve put in here. All of ...