In their restoration we found balm for our
wounds, and with rapturous wonderment we asked 'who has borne us
these?'" The poets welcomed them with songs. Gordon, whose sorrow had
silenced his muse, was inspired once more and called:
Behold our sons, of whom we despaired,
Return to us, the great and the small;
God's grace is not ended, our power's unimpaired,
Again we shall live, and rise after the fall!
Frug sang in Russian:
My own Nation,
Thou art not alone; thy sons behold
Coming back in crowds as in days of old!
And Zunser represented Rachel as soliloquizing in Yiddish:
Through the windows what am I seeing,
Like turtle-doves hitherward fleeing?
Are my Joseph and Benjamin knocking at my door?
O Heavens, O mighty wonder!
Those are my children yonder!
Yes, my dearest and my truest coming home once more!
But Zionism is not exclusively either a political or a religious
movement. It is both plus something else; it is eminently educational.
It has produced novelists and poets, whose writings are full of the
virility and beauty of a rejuvenated nation.
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