Will tell which of these his kingship is.
If I shut my eyes to the edict,
And leave the pincers to rust
And the slaves’ teeth as God made them,
Then hide from the summoning tribunal,
Pharaoh will speak; and I’ll seize that word to act.
Should the word be a foe’s I can use it well
As a poison to soak into Egypt’s bowels;
A wraith from old Nile will cry
“For his mercy they break his back”