| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | Separation | | By Judah Ha-Levi |
| | | AND so we twain must part! Oh linger yet, | |
| And let me still feed my glance upon thine eyes. | |
| Forget not, love, the days of our delight, | |
| And I our nights of bliss shall ever prize. | |
| In dreams thy shadowy image I shall see, | 5 |
| Oh, even in my dream be kind to me! | |
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| Though I were dead, I none the less would hear | |
| Thy step, thy garment rustling on the sand. | |
| And if thou waft me greetings from the grave, | |
| I shall drink deep the breath of that cold land. | 10 |
| Take thou my days, command this life of mine, | |
| If it can lengthen out the space of thine. | |
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| No voice I hear from lips death-pale and chill, | |
| Yet deep within my heart it echoes still, | |
| My frame remains—my soul to thee yearns forth. | 15 |
| A shadow I must tarry still on earth. | |
| Back to the body dwelling here in pain, | |
| Return, my soul, make haste and come again! | | | | |
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