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Enough of girls! I’d rather live alone
Than touch those reptiles, though they may be fair.
I’m sick and tired of wasting on the air
My strength and every penny that I own.
For once they’re mine…
Contributor:
Moses Rieti
Places:
Florence, Republic of Florence
(Florence, Italy)
Date:
Early 16th Century
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O age! Here’s something new that I have filled
With old, like fine oil in a flask.
A kind of verse to please men’s mouths and minds
I have invented for exploring love.
I provide a model of the…
Contributor:
Judah Sommo
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Mantua, Duchy of Mantua
(Mantova, Italy)
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16th Century
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Why is my back loaded with fine flour, while in my mouth there is no bread at all, but only straw? I drink well-water, though I carry wine. And the stick goes on fracturing my skull!
I live in rubble…
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Samuel Archevolti
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Padua, Republic of Venice
(Padua, Italy)
Date:
End of the 16th Century
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Only three exits are becoming to every woman, big or small. The first is when she exits from the womb, dirtied, as if from a deep swamp. The second is when she exits from her woman’s tent and enters…
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Immanuel Frances
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17th Century
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With devout accents, the beautiful Hebrew woman
Implored the exalted choirs for their grace,
Indeed, midst heavenly stars, in sacred fires,
She holds supreme minds happily in her grip:
Upon the sound…
Contributor:
Sarra Copia Sullam
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Venice, Republic of Venice
(Venice, Italy)
Date:
1623
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While the translation is formatted as prose, the original is a poem of ten lines.
Contributor:
Mordechai Dato
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16th Century
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Time with his pointed shafts has hit my heart
and split my gut, laid open my entrails,
landed me a blow that will not heal,
knocked me down, left me in lasting pain.
Time wounded me…
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Judah Abravanel
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1503
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Here I begin; listen to me, great and small.
Once there was a mighty king—as in the stories begun by girls. His peer in virtue was not to be found. He had a land that was stately indeed. He…
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Elye Bokher
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1508/9
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Nothing else makes me really rage
as when a poor man does something [wrong]
he is lost here and there
everyone would happily drink his blood.
But what the rich do here
is always all right
people let…
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Elye Bokher
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1513
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Now I would also like to sing a bit,
With my poor voice,
Of things that have happened recently,
Which everyone ought to know:
Of the plague and pestilence,
That have happened here this time
In the…
Contributor:
Elye Bokher
Places:
Venice, Republic of Venice
(Venice, Italy)
Date:
1514