Israel in Egypt A Poem. By Edwin Atherstone |
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“Even in the faces of these Israelites,
Mascron, prove now thy cunning such as theirs.
Though but one bucketful of water pure
To blood thou turn, yet well might that suffice
To show their power thine also. But, the whole
If thou shouldst change,—supply full large, methinks,
For this vast city, through a moon, or more,—
Slight cause for envy hadst thou; since thy craft
Close upon theirs would press.”
Mascron, prove now thy cunning such as theirs.
Though but one bucketful of water pure
To blood thou turn, yet well might that suffice
To show their power thine also. But, the whole
If thou shouldst change,—supply full large, methinks,
For this vast city, through a moon, or more,—
Slight cause for envy hadst thou; since thy craft
Close upon theirs would press.”
“No fear have I
Of what shall be the event,”—the sorcerer said,—
Emboldened by his demon; and full power
Feeling, the act to do. Without delay,
Then high his staff uplifted he, and smote:
And the bright water instantly was blood!
Of what shall be the event,”—the sorcerer said,—
Emboldened by his demon; and full power
Feeling, the act to do. Without delay,
Then high his staff uplifted he, and smote:
And the bright water instantly was blood!
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