A RABBI once, by all admired, Received, of high esteem the sign From those his goodness thus inspired, A present of a cask of wine. But lo! when soon he came to draw, A miracle in mode as rapid But quite unlike what Cana saw, Had turned his wine to water vapid. The Rabbi never knew the cause, For miracles are things of mystery; Though some like this have had their laws Explained from facts of private history. His friends whom love did aptly teach, Wished all to share the gracious task, So planned to bring a bottle each, And pour their wine in one great cask. Now one by chance thought, "None will know, And with the wine of all my brothers One pint of water well may go;" And so by chance thought all the others. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO CERTAIN JOURNEYMEN by CARL SANDBURG ON AN INVITATION TO THE UNITED STATES by THOMAS HARDY VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1883 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI AMONG THE REDWOODS by EDWARD ROWLAND SILL AEOLIAN HARP (2) by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM HIS HEART, INTO A BIRD by PHILIP AYRES TWELVE SONNETS: 3. THE VALLEY ROSES by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |