If one who is well versed in music’s art
Should chance to listen to a Jewish song,
His eyes against his will would gush with tears,
Each note would shake him with emotion strong.
The ram’s-horn call to penitence and grief,
Oh, that is now the Hebrew’s favorite strain—
A strain that makes but feelings for the tomb,
A strain to break a heart of steel with pain.
The song of the Atonement, and the Dirge
For the great temple and the Suppliant’s Psalm;