In the Jewish Synagogue at Newport

A poem from Emma Lazarus's 1871 collection Ademtus and Other Poems

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Emma Lazarus wrote the following poem in response to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem "The Jewish Cemetery at Newport." Where Longfellow saw dead monuments, Lazarus saw a holy space. The synagogue of the poem is America's oldest, the Touro Synagogue, built in 1763. Today, it is not only a popular tourist attraction but holds services as well.

Here, where the noises of the busy town,
The ocean's plunge and roar can enter not,
We stand and gaze around with tearful awe,
And muse upon the consecrated spot.
No signs of life are here: the very prayers
Inscribed around are in a language dead;
The light of the "perpetual lamp" is spent
That an undying radiance was to shed.
What prayers were in this temple offered up,
Wrung from sad hearts that knew no joy on earth,
By these lone exiles of a thousand years,
From the fair sunrise land that gave them birth!
Now as we gaze, in this new world of light,
Upon this relic of the days of old,
The present vanishes, and tropic bloom
And Eastern towns and temples we behold.
Again we see the patriarch with his flocks,
The purple seas, the hot blue sky o'erhead,
The slaves of Egypt,--omens, mysteries,--
Dark fleeing hosts by flaming angels led.
A wondrous light upon a sky-kissed mount,
A man who reads Jehovah's written law,
'Midst blinding glory and effulhence rare,
Unto a people probe with reverent awe.
The pride of luxury's barbaric pomp,
In the rich court of royal Solomon--
Alas! we wake: one scene alone remains,--
The exiles by the streams of Babylon.
Our softened voices send us back again
But mournful echoes through the empty hall;
Our footsteps have a strange, unnatural sound,
And with unwonted gentleness they fall.
The weary ones, the sad, the suffering,
All found their comfort in the holy place,
And children's gladness and men's gratitude
Took voice and mingled in the chant of praise.
The funeral and the marriage, now, alas!
We know not which is sadder to recall;
For youth and happiness have followed age,
And green grass lieth gently over all.
And still the sacred shrine is holy yet,
With its lone floors where reverent feet once trod.
Take off your shoes as by the burning bush,
Before the mystery of death and God.

Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus (1849-1887) was a disciple of Ralph Waldo Emerson and a great poet in her own right. "The New Colossus" was written in 1883 to raise funds for the pedestal of the Statue of Liberty. It was added to the base of the statue in 1903.