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On the next morning early, went a cry
Throughout all Egypt, for their cattle struck,
Thousands on thousands, by a pestilence
Such as, till then, no eye of man had seen,
No ear had heard of. Post-haste messengers,
Sent Pharaoh then through all the land around,—

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Far as, 'twixt rise and set of sun, swift horse
Might go, and come,—to question everywhere,
What cattle of the Egyptians had been slain;
What cattle of the Hebrews.
But, when night
Had fallen, and every missive had returned,—
To Pharaoh went his ministers, and said;
“Splendor of heaven! so heavy is the count
Of cattle lost to Egypt, that the sum
All figures fail to tell: but, as for them
Of Israel, not one horse, ass, ox, or sheep,
Hath by this pestilence perished.”
Hard as rock
Was Pharaoh still; headstrong, and proud, and stern.
Command he gave; and, promptly, nigh the throne,
Priests and magicians stood. At heart dismayed,
Yet,—the bold front assuming,—with big words
Outspake they: making boast how, speedily,
Spell against spell, with every day more strong,
Would they the cunning of the Hebrew match;
And, at the last, o'ercome. A willing ear
Gave Pharaoh; and yet harder grew of heart;
Pondering how best on Israel he might work
Avengement.
But, on that same evening, came
To Moses and to Aaron, as they walked
Within the garden, musing silently,
A Voice from out the firmament, which said;
“Handfuls of ashes of the furnace take;
And toward the heaven let Moses sprinkle it,
In sight of Pharaoh: and it shall become,
Through all the land of Egypt, a small dust;
And shall a boil be, breaking forth with blains,
On man and beast through all Egyptian land.”