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Every chance the Gods may give, Doum-tree stiffeneth flagging feather; Pate-leaves cease to cling together; Citrons clear their welted rind; Vines their mildewed sprays unwind. Gourds, and melons, spread new lustre On their veiny dull shagreen; While the starred pomegranates cluster Golden balls, with pink between. IV Yea, but heaven hath ordered duly, Lest mankind should wax unruly, Egypt, garner of all lore, Narrow as a threshing-floor. East, and West, lies desolation, Infinite, untracked, untold Shroud for all of God's creation, When the wild blast lifts its fold; There eternal melancholy Maketh all delight unholy; As a stricken widow glides Past a group of laughing brides. Who is this, that so disdaineth Dome and desert, fear and fate; While his jewell'd horse he reineth. At Amen-Ra's temple-gate? He, who crushed the kings of Asia, Like a pod of colocasia; Whom the sons of Anak fled, Puling infants at his tread. Who, with his own shoulders, lifted Thrones of many a conquered land; Who the rocks of Scythia rifted-- King Sesostris waves his hand VI Blare of trumpet fills the valley; Slowly, and majestically, Swingeth wide, in solemn state, Lord Amen-Ra's temple-gate. Thence the warrior-host emeigeth, Casque, and corselet, spear, and shield; As the tide of red ore suigeth From the furnace-door revealed. After them, tumultuous rushing, Mob, and medley, crowd, and crushing; And the hungry file of priests, Loosely zoned for larger feasts. VII "Look!" The whispered awe enhances With a thrill their merry treat; As one readeth grim romances, In a sunny window-seat "Look! It is the maid selected For the sacrifice expected: By the Gods, how proud and brave Steps she to her watery grave!" Strike up cymbals, gongs, and tabours, Clarions, double-flutes, and drums; All that bellows, or belabours, In a surging discord comes. VIII Scarce Duke Iram can keep under His wild steed's disdain and wonder, While his large eyes ask alway-- "Dareth man attempt to neigh?" He hath snuffed the great Sahara, And the mut
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