Would A Man 'Scape The Rod?' Rabbi Ben Karshook Saith, 'See That He Turn To God The Day Before His Death.' 'Ay Could A Man Enquire When It Shall Come!' I Say, The Rabbi'S Eye Shoots Fire 'Then Let Him Turn To-Day! ' Quoth A Young Sadducee: 'reader Of Many Rolls, Is It So Certain We Have, As They Tell Us, Souls?' 'Son, There Is No Reply!' The Rabbi Bit His Beard: 'Certain, A Soul Have I We May Have None,' He Sneer'D. Thus Karshook, The Hiram'S-Hammer, The Right-Hand Temple-Column, Taught Babes In Grace Their Grammar, And Struck The Simple, Solemn. Rome, April 27, 1854
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