| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | The Star of Discontent | | By X. |
| | | O THOU, sweet friend, would I might soothe thy fear! | |
| Our night is dark—the little vessel drifts | |
| Unpiloted, and heedless of its rifts | |
| The shipmen prank themselves in festal gear. | |
| And shout that all is well, afar and near, | 5 |
| What need have ocean-drifters of God’s gifts | |
| Of chart and compass? Lo, as each wind shifts, | |
| The wandering vessel reels; its plight how drear! | |
| Brave hearts, despair not; all is not yet lost— | |
| All is not lost beneath black Northern skies; | 10 |
| The slumberer awakens, tempest-tost, | |
| And all his soul in anguish heavenward cries; | |
| And Hope shines forth in Jewry’s firmament— | |
| One ray of hope—The Star of Discontent. | | | | |
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