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Shylock:You speak of revenge, you who cage us within ghettos, you who cast us alive into flames, only because we are Jews. [Pause.] Are not Jews and Christians alike fashioned in the image of God…
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Maurice Schwartz
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1947
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“No I say; enough is enough! On their behalf I prayed, for their benefit I cried my eyes out. Enough! I say, no! May I be struck dumb if I will say one more word, not even my name, Gnesye.” She had a…
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Rokhl Brokhes
Date:
1922
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Let us chant, my brothers,
this dirge together,
for God severed our hands
by this disaster.
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Unknown
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Paris, Kingdom of France
(Paris, France)
Date:
ca. 1827
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Then Jacob said, “O God of my father Abraham and God of my father Isaac, O Lord, who said to me, ‘Return to your native land and I will deal bountifully with you’! I am unworthy of all the…
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. . . My mother sits on a low stool and her head is slumped forward on her breast and her eyes are red. Evening is nearly upon us; and the memorial candle is burning on the windowsill . . .
Papa has…
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Dvora Baron
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(Neve Tsedeq, Israel)
Date:
1911
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Dress me, good mother, in a glorious robe of many colours, and at dawn lead me to [my] toil.
My land is wrapped in light as in a prayer shawl. The houses stand forth like frontlets; and the roads…
Contributor:
Abraham Shlonsky
Places:
Haifa, Mandate Palestine
(Haifa, Israel)
Date:
1927
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“Oh, Mother, can’t you use a fork?” exclaimed Rachel as Mrs. Ravinsky took the shell of the baked potato in her fingers and raised it to her watering mouth.
“Here, Teacherin mine, you want to learn…
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Anzia Yezierska
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1923
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When I observe a toothless ex-violinist,
with more hair than face, sprawled like Karl Marx
on a park seat or slumped, dead or asleep,
in the central heat of a public library
I think of Uncle Isidore…
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Dannie Abse
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London, United Kingdom
Date:
1976
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Are you Avraham’s, Yitzhak’s, Yaakov’s?
Are you my mother’s god?
What’s mine of all this?
What did I take by force of hand
and why am I alone
in a city meant to be my city
on account of a mother born…
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Natan Zach
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Haifa, Israel
Date:
1992
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I had not tasted anything all day long. I had made no preparations on Sabbath eve, so I had nothing to eat on the Sabbath. At that time I was on my own. My wife and children were abroad, and I had…
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Shmuel Yosef Agnon
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1933