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Joseph Friedlander, comp.  The Standard Book of Jewish Verse.  1917.
By Joseph K. Foran
I STOOD, to-day, in a temple,
  Like one of the olden time;
And I dreamt a dream recalling
  The scenes in an Orient clime;
And I felt, though somewhat strangely,        5
  An influence sublime!
And before me hung the tablets
  Of the old Mosaic law;
And the white-robed ancient Rabbis,
  Again, in that dream I saw;        10
And the Hebrew psalms are chanted,
  Those hymns of praise and awe.
And Israel’s pristine splendor
  Arose, as in days of old,
When each prophet after prophet        15
  His tale of promise told;
And the shades of by-gone glories
  Before my vision rolled.
’Tis the New Year of the Hebrew;
  That ancient sacred day,        20
When the memories of the ages,
  Awake from time’s decay,
And the hopes of future glories
  Are bright as the morning’s ray!
I beheld the chosen children        25
  Of the Great Eternal God,
Still bend in mute submission
  To sorrow’s painful rod;
Desirous still to follow
  The road by their fathers trod.        30
And I asked if a faith so lofty
  Could be but a passing show?
And the echoes of the by-gone
  Replied to my doubtings, “No.”
And I felt in their constant waiting,        35
  Their strength must nobler grow!

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