Israel in Egypt A Poem. By Edwin Atherstone |
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 | Israel in Egypt |  |
“Again? No day, no hour, may I be free
From thy vexation? What hast thou to say,
Which yesterday thou saidst not, and in vain?
By blow on blow the smith hard iron shapes;
And me, perchance, by ceaseless harassment,
Thou'dst hope to bend, till to thy prayer I yield,
And let you go: thou'lt find thy labor lost:
Or, if not lost, in your own loss to end:
In sharper scourgings, and in harder work,
On your obdúrate people. If aught new
Thou hast to say, speak quickly: else, depart.”
From thy vexation? What hast thou to say,
Which yesterday thou saidst not, and in vain?
By blow on blow the smith hard iron shapes;
And me, perchance, by ceaseless harassment,
Thou'dst hope to bend, till to thy prayer I yield,
And let you go: thou'lt find thy labor lost:
Or, if not lost, in your own loss to end:
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On your obdúrate people. If aught new
Thou hast to say, speak quickly: else, depart.”
| Israel in Egypt | |