Thy cup shall glow with tyrant-gore,
Thou be my Son—and man once more!
"Loved NAPHTALI,[12] thy snow-white hind
Shall bask beneath the rose and vine.
Proud ASHER, to the mountain wild
Shall star-like blaze, thy battle-sign.
All bright to both, from birth to tomb,
The heavens all sunshine, earth all bloom!
"JOSEPH,[13] come near—my son, my son!
Egyptian prince, Egyptian sage,