Yehudah HaLevi

(1075 - 1141 / Andulusia)

To The Rivals - Poem by Yehudah HaLevi

The lovely doe, far from her home, whose lover is angry—why did she
laugh? She laughed at the daughter of Edom and the daughter of Arabia who covet her beloved. Why, they are nothing but wild asses, and how can they compare to the doe who nestled against her gazelle? Where is the spirit of prophecy found, where the lampstand, the Ark of the Covenant, the ever-present Shekinah? No, my rivals, do not try to quench love, for if you do, it will blaze up like fire!

Translated by T. Carmi


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 7, 2011


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