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Our Ship A ship—a trough—glowing in anguish Carries a trace from Poland, a remnant from Lithuania. The helm is experienced at rending clothes in mourning, Far away, shines Mount Moriah. If I am not for myself, Who will be for me?236 Sings the helm. AJew from Kovno Repeats after him, "I have hidden a tear A single tear— Half for me, half for you." Woe and wound swim from Berdichev and Warsaw, The foam throws up gallows and gallows, They steal through the sea. The light is extinguished, Far away, shines Mount Moriah. If I am not for myself, Who will be for me? Sings the helm. A orphan child Repeats after him, "I have hidden a prayer, A single prayer— Half for me, half for you." Like foreign soldiers, schooled in violence, Waves attack the trough like a city. A battle rages. The ship is extinguished, Far away, shines a lamp from Ein Harod. 509 1952 - ^ ^K f K DK jrra K fnsn K 510 [18.217.67.16] Project MUSE (2024-04-25 02:42 GMT) If I am not for myself Who is for me? Sings the helm. A heart, a tired heart Repeats after him, "I have hidden a hope One single hope, Half for me, and half for you." 1952 511 ajni ,trVs x &"a lira x x ,irp TO K m )IK px ,111^ pK ^^B^; rx rrtra rn ayn nyi »^n •D^IT ]"p vn nyi 512 ...

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