Tarry thou till I come; or, Salathiel, the wandering Jew.Croly, George
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Tarry thou till I come; or, Salathiel, the wandering Jew.
Croly, George
Wandering Jew -- Fiction
The Jew was, by his law, a free proprietor of the soil.[17] He was no
serf, no broken vassal. He inherited his portion of the land by an
irrevocable title. Debt, misfortune, or time could not extinguish his
right. Capable of being alienated from him for a few years, the land
was returned to him at the Jubilee. He was then once more a possessor,
the master of a competence, and restored to his rank amongst his fellow
men. This bond, the most benevolent and the strongest that ever bound
man to a country, was the bond of the Covenant. If Israel had held the
institutions of her lawgiver inviolate, she would have seen the Assyrian,
the Egyptian, and the Roman, with all their multitudes, only food for
the vulture. But we were a rebellious people; we sullied the purity of
the Mosaic ordinances; we abandoned the sublime ceremonial of divine
worship for the profligate rites of paganism; we rejected the Lord of the
theocracy for the pomps of an earthly king. Then the mighty protection
that had been to us as an eagle’s wings and as a wall of fire was
withdrawn. Our first punishment was by our own hand; the union of Israel
was a band of flax in the flame. The tribes revolted. The time was come
for the hostile idolater to do his work. We were overwhelmed by enemies
in alliance with our own blood. The banners of Jacob were seen waving
beside the banners of Ashtaroth and Apis. An opening was made into the
bosom of the land for all invasion; the barriers of the mountain and the
desert were in vain; the proverbial bravery of the Jew only rendered his
chain more severe; and the policy that of old united the highest wisdom
with the most benevolent mercy became at once the scoff and problem of
the pagan world.
[Sidenote: The Land of Invasion]
But opulence, salubrity, and luxuriance of production belonged to the
site of the land of Israel. It lay central between the richest regions of
the world. It was the natural road of the traffic of India with the west;
that traffic which raised Tyre and Sidon from rocks and shallows on a
fragment of the shore of Judea into magnificent cities, and which was yet
to raise into political power and unrivaled wealth the rocks and shallows
of the remotest shore of the Mediterranean. Our mountain ranges tempered
the hot winds from the wilderness. The sea cooled the summer heats with
the living breeze, and tempered the chill of winter. Our fields teemed
with perpetual fruits and flowers.
The extent of the land, tho narrow, when contrasted with the surrounding
kingdoms, was yet not to be measured by its lineal boundaries;[18] a
country intersected everywhere by chains of hills capable of cultivation
to the summit, alike multiplies its surface and varies its climate. We
had at the foot of the hill the products of the torrid zone; on its side
those of the temperate; on its summit the robust vegetation of the north.
The ascending circles of the orange-grove, the vineyard, and the forest
covered it with perpetual beauty.
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