The New Year: Rosh-hashanah, 5643 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACBC BDBEDD FGFCGC DHDIHJ DKDLKL MDMBDB DBDDBD BBBNBO

Not while the snow shroud round dead earth is rolledA
And naked branches point to frozen skiesB
When orchards burn their lamps of fiery goldA
The grape glows like a jewel and the cornC
A sea of beauty and abundance liesB
Then the new year is bornC
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Look where the mother of the months upliftsB
In the green clearness of the unsunned WestD
Her ivory horn of plenty dropping giftsB
Cool harvest feeding dews fine winnowed lightE
Tired labor with fruition joy and restD
Profusely to requiteD
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Blow Israel the sacred cornet CallF
Back to thy courts whatever faint heart throbG
With thine ancestral blood thy need craves allF
The red dark year is dead the year just bornC
Leads on from anguish wrought by priest and mobG
To what undreamed of mornC
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For never yet since on the holy heightD
The Temple's marble walls of white and greenH
Carved like the sea waves fell and the world's lightD
Went out in darkness never was the yearI
Greater with portent and with promise seenH
Than this eve now and hereJ
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Even as the Prophet promised so your tentD
Hath been enlarged unto earth's farthest rimK
To snow capped Sierras from vast steppes ye wentD
Through fire and blood and tempest tossing waveL
For freedom to proclaim and worship HimK
Mighty to slay and saveL
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High above flood and fire ye held the scrollM
Out of the depths ye published still the WordD
No bodily pang had power to swerve your soulM
Ye in a cynic age of crumbling faithsB
Lived to bear witness to the living LordD
Or died a thousand deathsB
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In two divided streams the exiles partD
One rolling homeward to its ancient sourceB
One rushing sunward with fresh will new heartD
By each the truth is spread the law unfurledD
Each separate soul contains the nation's forceB
And both embrace the worldD
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Kindle the silver candle's seven raysB
Offer the first fruits of the clustered bowersB
The garnered spoil of bees With prayer and praiseB
Rejoice that once more tried once more we proveN
How strength of supreme suffering still is oursB
For Truth and Law and LoveO

Emma Lazarus



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