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You, Jerusalem, I can never forget;
Rather, I remember you in my every joy,
With tears in my eyes, which never cease.
I am moved by grief and great sadness,
Not by mockery, nor happiness:
Solely to…
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Unknown
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Ancona, Papal States (Ancona, Italy)
Date:
1556/7
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When I see Hannah in full light, when I remember Naomi, perfect in splendour—my soul is aflame for Hannah, my spirit is kindled for Naomi.
Here I am, sitting on the fence: Hannah, as of today, is my…
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Wenceslaus Hollar, Immanuel Frances
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17th Century
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As on this month’s last day,
the moon is waning,
make my sins wane, O Lord,
my merits flourish.
I know my heart is hard—
a wicked web whose threads are sin—
and I deserve the fire
for weaving wrong…
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Leone Modena
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Venice, Republic of Venice (Venice, Italy)
Date:
17th Century
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Enough, you fools and idiots, enough!
Why do you come to me with sage advice?
Are you still infants? Are you soiling still
Your diapers and sheets with excrement…
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Jacob Frances
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Mantua, Duchy of Mantua (Mantova, Italy)
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17th Century
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The girl’s eyes are the heavens of love, a robe of light and splendour in which she clothes herself. Even when they are hidden by clouds of tears, lovers, do not be afraid to come near. Do not fear…
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Immanuel Frances
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17th Century
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Where are the merchants who used to chase after me to purchase my favours? O malevolent Time! Nowadays, they abhor my company; when I call for them, there is no answer. How has my merchandise been…
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Immanuel Frances
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17th Century
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What is this sound of tumult that I hear—
Roaring of the sea, not burbling of the brook
Like the roar of a lion or a tiger?
I am in great danger and do not know
If my time approaches when I must…
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Moses Zacuto
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Venice, Republic of Venice (Venice, Italy)
Date:
Mid–17th Century
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Asleep in songs and lullabies was my heart, while I was dreaming, imagining myself amidst poets, as eloquent and intelligent as the finest wine yeast.
From my drunken slumber an illustrious man…
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Leone Modena
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Venice, Republic of Venice (Venice, Italy)
Date:
1599