The seventy-two elders sequestered by Ptolemy Philadelphus in chambers, a cell for every scholar, were told by the King of Egypt: “Translate the books of Moshe, your teacher, into Greek.” Two days and ten weeks later seventy-two translations transcribed from memory by grey-bearded rebbis were word for word the same. When you believe this legend, you will know the Hol (...)
Poetry
The Septuagint
for Seree Cohen Zohar
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