| Joseph Friedlander, comp. The Standard Book of Jewish Verse. 1917. | | | | Recognition | | By Miriam Teichner |
| | | SO—you have “recognized” the Jew? | |
| Then—just perchance—you may have noticed, too, | |
| And “recognized” the hills that pierce the sky | |
| And hold their heads in pure, star-studded blue, | |
| Whose heights command your plains which dully lie, | 5 |
| And dare not dream. You “recognized,” perhaps, | |
| The dark, thick shade of forests, æons old; | |
| The mellow splendor of the moon that wraps | |
| The night in glory, and the ruddy gold | |
| That lies deep hidden in the pregnant earth | 10 |
| Perhaps you “recognize.” The liquid mirth | |
| And tender passion of a mountain stream | |
| You “recognize”; the potence of a dream | |
| May still be “recognized”—who knows?—by you, | |
| Since, wisely, now you “recognize” the Jew. | 15 | | | |
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