Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917.
By Arthur UptonThe Age of Toleration
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’Tis well so named for you that wield Earth’s state:
’Tis a vast, bloody show ye tolerate,
Mute mouths, glazed eyes, round Hate’s arena set!
Behold your “Christian” robes all dabbled wet,
With human crimson, stains which to abate
No throat thrills out—(though soft ye come, too late
With bootless gold and maudlin, vain regret!)
Comes this of Fear, great Nations? Can it be
None dares the dripping monster’s bloodshot eye?
Not pious Germany, not ransomed Gaul,
Proud Britain, nor— Oh, shame, thy form to see
With theirs, my country! leaning from thy stall,
Pale but still mute, while Hell goes glittering by!