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From whence thy wandering Nile begins his
Of this new Nile thou seest the sacred source;
And, as thy land that does o’erflow,
Take heed lest this do so! What plague more just could on thy waters fall? The Hebrew infants' murder stains them all : The kind, instructing punishment enjoy; [destroy. Whom the red river cannot mend, the Red-sea shall The river yet gave one instruction more; And, from the rotting fish and unconcocted gore
(Which was but water just before),
A loathsome host was quickly made, That scaled the banks, and with loud noise did all
the country' invade.
With welcome presents in his hand)
In vain the' alarmed country tries
To kill their noisome enemies; [arise. From the unexhausted source still new recruits Nor does the earth these greedy troops suffice,
The towns and houses they possess,
Both their importune croakings hear.
[cuse. As yet the sorcerers' mimic power served for exTry what the earth will do,” said God, and lo!
They strook the earth a fertile blow, And all the dust did straight to stir begin ; [been; One would have thought some sudden wind't had But, lo! 'twas nimble life was got within!
And all the little springs did move, And every
dust did an arm’d vermin prove, Of an unknown and new-created kind, [find. Such as the magic-gods could neither make nor The wretched shameful Foe allow'd no rest
Either to man or beast.
With all his change of raiments, free;
This was God's hand; and 'twas but just, To punish thus man's pride, to punish dust with
Lo! the third element does his plagues prepare, And swarming clouds of insects fill the air; With sullen noise they take their flight,
And march in bodies infinite; In vain 'tis day above, 'tis still beneath them night. Of harmful Flies the nations numberless Composed this mighty army's spacious boast; Of different manners, different languages; And different habits, too, they wore,
And different arms they bore, And some, like Scythians, lived on blood, And some on green, and some on flowery food; And Accaron, the airy prince, led on this various Houses secure not men, the populous ill [host.
Did all the houses fill:
The country all around
About the fields enraged they flew,
From poisonous stars a mortal influence came
(The mingled malice of their flame); A skilful angel did the ingredients take, And with just hands the sad composure make, And over all the land did the full vial shake. Thirst, giddiness, faintness, and putrid heats,
And pining pains, and shivering sweats, On all the cattle, all the beasts, did fall ; With deform'd death the country's cover'd all. The labouring ox drops down before the plough; The crowned victims to the altar led
Sink, and prevent the lifted blow: [head, The generous horse from the full manger turns his
Does his loved floods and pastures scorn,
Nor can his lifeless nostril please
mistresses : The starving sheep refuse to feed, They bleat their innocent souls out into air ; The faithful dogs lie gasping by them there; The astonish'd shepherd weeps, and breaks his
Thus did the beasts for man's rebellion die ;
Which no Egyptian rituals tell:
He flings the pregnant ashes through the air,
[bear. Both which the ministering winds around all Egypt As gentle western blasts with downy wings,
Hatching the tender springs,
“ Ye living buds, why do ye stay?" The passionate buds break through the bark their So, wheresoe'er this tainted wind but blew, (way;
Swelling pains and ulcers grew; It from the body calld all sleeping poisons out, And to them added new ;
[sprout. A noisome spring of sores, as thick as leaves, did
Heaven itself is angry next;
(Woe to man, when Heaven is vex'd !)
With sullen brow it frown’d,
Till Moses, lifting up his hand,
And straight a stony shower
Such as ne'er winter yet brought forth,
Nor ask'd aid from the thunders stroke; The thunder but for terror through it flew,
The hail alone the work could do.
The dismal lightnings all around, [ground, , Some flying through the air, some running on the
Some swimming o'er the water's face,
Fill'd with bright horror every place; One would have thought, their dreadful day to
The very hail, and rain itself, had kindled been. The infant corn, which yet did
appear, Escaped this general massacre
Of every thing that grew,
And the well-stored Egyptian year
And endless legions with it drew (tries blew,
With sounding wings they flew,
Whate'er the Sun and Nile
The wretched pillagers bore away,
Breathed forth a violent western wind, Which all these living clouds did headlong bear
(No stragglers left behind) Into the purple sea, and there bestow On the luxurious fish a feast they ne'er did know. With untaught joy Pharaoh the news does hear, And little thinks their fate attends on him and his
What blindness or what darkness did there e'er
Like this undocile king's appear!