The Jew

Isaac Rosenberg

1918

Moses, from whose loins I sprung,
Lit by a lamp in his blood
Ten immutable rules, a moon
For mutable lampless men.
The blonde, the bronze, the ruddy,
With the same heaving blood,
Keep tide to the moon of Moses.
Then why do they sneer at me?

Credits

Isaac Rosenberg, “The Jew,” from The Selected Poems of Isaac Rosenberg, ed. Jean Moorcroft Wilson (London: Cecil Woolf, 2003), p. 56.

Published in: The Posen Library of Jewish Culture and Civilization, vol. 7.

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