Theodore Herzl FAREWELL, O Prince, farewell, O sorely tried! You dreamed a dream and you have paid the cost: To save a people leaders must be lost; By foes and followers be crucified, So we behold the captain of our strife ISRAEL ZANGWILL. Theodore Herzl PEACE! no tear for him who sleepeth near. No mourning word, Splendid pæan rather and ringing cheer Be heard! Let his white bones know, Let his soul discover Its loving overflow Of him his people's lover In our voices thunder, Of his battles won, And Judah's noonday sun. Hosannah! thou that sleepest here, Hosannah! thou that sleepest here! Hosannah, leader 'gainst all fear! Israel lives anew! HARRY MYERS. The Poet's Spirit To the Memory of Naphtali Herz Imber NO dirge or solemn bell We toll for thee, oh Voice, Stilled by the sudden knell Like gull or petrel free That soars o'er billows, brave, As perched on mountain crags Singers like thee on earth. Tuning the immortal lyre, Old Nations give re-birth, Hopes shattered, new desire; Beacons that prove for doubting sons Jehovah's living fire. JOSEPH FITZPATRICK. A Hymn of Zion ZION 'ION, we love thee well, For thee we long! Thou art our heart's desire, The breath that stirs our lyre, Land which the Jordan laves, Land where the Prophets trod, Thy dawn now fills our eyes, A shoot from Jesse's stem, Bright be his diadem, O'er Zion's hill! JOEL BLAU. |