Dan as a judge will do his people right,
Gad by a troop at last will win the fight;
Asher his bread is fat, and of a dainty sort,
Naphtali’s a hind loosed for the hunter’s sport.
Joseph’s a bough laden with pleasent fruit,
Near to a well, whose branches sap recruit:
Benjamin like a ravenous wolf doth slay,
Devours his prey, then bears the spoil away.
JOSEPH’S LOVE TO HIS FATHER.