The little and the great are joined in one By God’s great force. The wondrous golden sun Is linked unto the glow-worm’s tiny spark; The eagle soars to heaven in his flight; And in those realms of space, all bathed in light, Soar none except the eagle and the lark.

The soul, at peace, reflects the peace without, Forgetting grief as sunset skies forget The morning’s transient shower.

When angels visit earth, the messengers Of God’s decree, they come as lightning, wind: Before the throne, they all are living fire.

No man had ever heard a nightingale, When once a keen-eyed naturalist was stirred To study and define – what is a bird.

Thou two-faced year, Mother of Change and Fate...

Life’s sharpest rapture is surcease of pain.

Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore, send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed, to me: I lift my lamp beside the golden door.

Let our first care today be the re-establishment of our physical strength, the reconstruction of our national organism, so that in future, where the respect due to us cannot be won by entreaty, it may be commanded, and where it cannot be commanded, it may be enforced.

Kindle the taper like the steadfast star Ablaze on evening's forehead o'er the earth, And add each night a lustre till afar An eightfold splendor shine above thy hearth.

The Jewish problem is as old as history, and assumes in each age a new form. The life or death of millions of human beings hangs upon its solution; its agitation revives the fiercest passions for good and for evil that inflame the human breast.