 | Israel in Egypt |  |
So stern the tone, the countenance so severe,
That all awhile were silent; man on man
Looking askaunt; and all upon the king.
Gone now was Pharaoh's smile: with eyes cast down,
Pale, anxious, restless, sat he; wrath, and fear,
Strangely perplexing him.
That all awhile were silent; man on man
Looking askaunt; and all upon the king.
Gone now was Pharaoh's smile: with eyes cast down,
Pale, anxious, restless, sat he; wrath, and fear,
Strangely perplexing him.
When this they saw,—
The lords, who from the judges and the priests
Apart were seated,—gathered in a group,
And whispered earnestly; then all at once
Went on, and stood before the king, and bowed:
And, when he looked upon them, Osochor,
One of the chief, thus said.
The lords, who from the judges and the priests
Apart were seated,—gathered in a group,
And whispered earnestly; then all at once
Went on, and stood before the king, and bowed:
And, when he looked upon them, Osochor,
One of the chief, thus said.
“Light of the Sun,
We pray of thee, let not this Israelite
Become a snare to us; a stumblingblock,
For Egypt to fall over. Plain to us
It seemeth, that the power which turned to blood
All waters of the land: frogs, lice, and flies,
Created out of nothing: boils and blains
Sent on all beasts, and men: and, last, that storm,
Thunder, and rain, and hail horrific, brought,—
Could also, and far easier, were it willed,
Set free the Hebrews; and conduct them hence,
Whithersoe'er it would. But, at the first,
This had it done, pretext there had not been
For these plagues sending on us; old despite
On Egypt so to vent. Seven plagues, O king,
Hath it let loose; and threateneth now the eighth:
And, if that eighth avail not, be thou sure,
Even to the eightieth, should thou still resist,
Glad will it be to hurl them; till the land
Shall be a wilderness. Nay, even now,
Knowëst thou not that Egypt is destroyed?
We pray thee, then, O Splendor of the Sun,
Let the men go, that they may serve their God.”
We pray of thee, let not this Israelite
Become a snare to us; a stumblingblock,
For Egypt to fall over. Plain to us
It seemeth, that the power which turned to blood
All waters of the land: frogs, lice, and flies,
Created out of nothing: boils and blains
Sent on all beasts, and men: and, last, that storm,
Thunder, and rain, and hail horrific, brought,—
Could also, and far easier, were it willed,
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Whithersoe'er it would. But, at the first,
This had it done, pretext there had not been
For these plagues sending on us; old despite
On Egypt so to vent. Seven plagues, O king,
Hath it let loose; and threateneth now the eighth:
And, if that eighth avail not, be thou sure,
Even to the eightieth, should thou still resist,
Glad will it be to hurl them; till the land
Shall be a wilderness. Nay, even now,
Knowëst thou not that Egypt is destroyed?
We pray thee, then, O Splendor of the Sun,
Let the men go, that they may serve their God.”
| Israel in Egypt | |