Lies on the next to tempt him overleap
A stumbling-block. Experienced, gather calm,
"Thou excellence of Judah, cured by sleep
Which ushers in the Warrior, to replace
The Lover! At due season I shall reap
"Fruit of my planting!" So, with lengthened face,
Departed Tsaddik: and three moons more waxed
And waned, and not until the summer-space
Waned likewise, any second visit taxed
The Rabbi's patience. But at three months' end