Recalled this day exact
Osiris truly is.
He gave the plants
refreshed and happy bloom.
We walk to seek, but
find a grove in which we roam.
The water pleases, shallows
being closed.
The water spacious be
from those enclosed small pools;
Allows the fish to play
within the lochs.
But badly we have
paid relaxing by this place,
A host of no
comp’rable worth through time.
A wretched heeb, he
ran the wat’ry place of course
A creature thinking
not of human food.
He claim’d the trees,
the algae too, a water drink for me.
The race of thieves!
we paid the claim as due,
The race they chop
the top of cock, the stupid mooks.
Their worship be of frost and frozen in heart.
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