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Without a Eulogy translated from the Hebrew by Alan Sacks What he wanted was to hide among the simple or among the small whose greatness he had always craved. To be at rest with friends cloaked in the pride of the meek without words, and without even a eulogy. And after that, only this: To lie below tender shoots sheltered in the shade of thorns and to hear nothing but Blackbirds Singing.