The Jew
THE JEW by ISAAC ROSENBERG
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?
| Title |
The Jew
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|---|---|
| Author |
Rosenberg, Isaac (1890-1918)
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| Item date |
1977
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| Content | |
| Copyright |
The Isaac Rosenberg Literary Estate. Preliminaries and editorial matter omitted.
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| Digital repository | |
| Repository name |
ProQuest
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| Repository address URL | |
| First line |
Moses, from whose loins I sprung,
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| Publication source |
The Collected Poems of Isaac Rosenberg
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| Publication editor |
Bottomley, Gordon and Harding, Denys
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| Publishers |
Chatto & Windus Ltd.
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| Publication place |
London
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Collection
Citation
“The Jew,” by Rosenberg, Isaac (1890-1918). The Isaac Rosenberg Literary Estate. Preliminaries and editorial matter omitted. via First World War Poetry Digital Archive, accessed May 17, 2024, http://ww1lit.nsms.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/collections/item/3287.
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