Eleazar ben Kalir, Songs of Exile — The Prophet Jeremiah and the Personification of Israel
“ Yea, thence did my Belovèd flee away, And left the beauty of my tent to wane And set in darkness nevermore to rise. How doth the city, once with heroes thronged, Great 'mid the nations, now sit solitary! ”
Eleazar ben Kalir, Songs of Exile — The Prophet Jeremiah and the Personification of Israel
“ Art thou dread phantom? Art thou human form? For while thy beauty mouldeth woman fair, Awe shadoweth spirit from the vast unknown!" "I am no phantom nor vile clay of earth; I shall be known when I return in rest. Lo! of the one am I! of three am |! Lo! of six hundred thousand, and of twelve! Yea, and behold me of the seventy-one! O Prophet! know: the 'one' is Abraham; 'Three' be the fathers; verily in me Behold the third, God's messenger of peace; The 'twelve' I show thee be the tribes of God, Six hundred thousand of redeemèd men ”
