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Portrait of the Rachel by William Etty (c. 1840s)
“Rachel” is a series of three sonnets by Matthew Arnold (1822-1888) that was included in his collection New Poems, published by published by Macmillan & Company in 1867. This is the third sonnet in the series.
In 1846, Arnold became enamoured...
Sprung from the blood of Israel's scatter'd race,
At a mean inn in German Aarau born,
To forms from antique Greece and Rome uptorn,
Trick'd out with a Parisian speech and face,
Imparting life renew'd, old classic grace;
Then, soothing with thy Christian strain forlorn,
A-Kempis! her departing soul outworn,
While by her bedside Hebrew rites have place—
Ah, not the radiant spirit of Greece alone
She had—one power, which made her breast its home!
In her, like us, there clash'd, contending powers,
Germany, France, Christ, Moses, Athens, Rome.
The strife, the mixture in her soul, are ours;
Her genius and her glory are her own.