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POEMS BY ISAAC ROSENBERG
I think you merely mean to flatter me,
You subtle knave, that, more than prince, I'm man
And worth to listen to your bawdy breath.
Abinoah
Yet my breath was worth your mixing with.
Moses
A boy at college flattered so by a girl
Will give her what she asks for.
Abinoah
Osiris! Burning Osiris!
Of thee desirable, for thee, her hair....
[He looks inanely at Moses, saying to himself.]
Prince Imra vowed his honey-hives and vineyards:
Isis, to let a Jew have her for nothing!
[He sings under his breath.]
Night by night in a little house
A man and woman meet;
They look like each other,
They are sister and brother;
And night by night at that same hour
A king calls for his son in vain.
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