| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | Sonnet | | By Immanuel ben Solomon of Rome |
| | | MY sweet gazelle! From thy bewitching eyes | |
| A glance thrills all my soul with wild delight, | |
| Unfathomed depths beam forth a world so bright— | |
| With rays of sun its sparkling splendor vies— | |
| One look within a mortal defies. | 5 |
| Thy lips, the gates where through dawn wings its flight, | |
| Adorn a face suffused with royal light, | |
| Whose radiance puts to shame the vaulted skies. | |
| Two brilliant stars are they from heaven sent— | |
| Their charm I cannot otherwise explain— | 10 |
| By God but for a little instant lent, | |
| Who gracious doth their lustrous glory deign, | |
| To teach those on pursuit of beauty bent, | |
| Beside those eyes all other beauty’s vain. | | | | |
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