The Loving Cup of the Papyrus

WISE men use days as husbandmen use bees,
And steal rich drops from every pregnant hour;
Others, like wasps on blossomed apple-trees,
Find gall, not honey, in the sweetest flower.

Congratulations for a scene like this!
The olden times are here—these shall be olden
When, years to come, remembering present bliss,
We sigh for past Papyrian dinners golden.

We thank the gods! we call them back to light—
Call back to hoary Egypt for Osiris,
Who first made wine, to join our board to-night,
And drain this loving cup with the Papyrus.

He comes! the Pharaoh's god! fling wide the door-
Welcome, Osiris! See—thine old prescription
Is honored here; and thou shalt drink once more
With men whose treasured ensign is Egyptian.

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poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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Joy & Pain We Caused

Chapter nine: Cataclysm - reading with
bated breath, too many facts to take in,
storyline developing, who can ever prove
one hypothesis more true than another -
only matters that conjecture is presented
coherently

The single criterion is the quality of ideals
formulated by a civilisation; though attempts
to carry out dreams demeaned by avaricious
minds; wonderful that people of integrity still
chase ideals, wondering how these dreams
came into being

I think relativity - time & space interwoven,
divine supernatural intervention as natural
law in manifestation - a conscious energy,
aware of all simultaneously, scattered clues
picked up by receptive minds - I love all
forms of ideals

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Cheek

When PHARAOH chased the chosen Jew, and perished in the sea,
Things seemed to hint at failure in the PHARAOH policy.
For 'tis written that the Opposition leader had his way;
But we've never been enlightened on what PHARAOH had to say.
But probably before the wave came over him he swore:
'This is the naval policy I've always battled for!'
And continued to enlarge upon his policy's success,
Till a mouthful of the salt Red Sea cut short his brief address.

For there's nothing like a cool, calm cheek;
And there's wisdom in a big bold bluff.
If you find you've made a blunder,
And your policy goes under,
You've a chance if you can bellow loud enough.
That's the time you need a brass-bound cheek;
When your theory to smithereens is blown,
Seize the other fellow's notion
In the subsequent commotion
And declare, by all the gods, it is your own.

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Nothing Ever Goes As Planned

Written by dennis deyoung
Lead vocals by dennis deyoung
Whatcha going to do when the sun goes down tonight
Youll hit the same old clubs, rap that same old trash
Thats right
Youve got them real silk shirts and them baggy pants
Dago shoes in the colors that match
But the girls are acting bored
And youre feeling like youre going to lose
Youve got the g.q. blues
You get up every morning and you go to work each day
(you go to work, you go to work, you go to work)
Been doing the same damn job for ten long years this may
(youve got to work, youve got to work, youve got to work)
Youve been working and saving for your jamaican dream
Paradise is waiting across the sea
But when your plane lands montego turns to monsoon
Youve got the island blues
cause, nothing ever goes as planned
Its a hell of a notion

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Greetings

Greetings to the tune fish in the Italian Coast,
And of the struggle of the Africans that crosses over!
From the Mediterranean Sea to reach out to your people,
But we still have the Blue-Nile nearby us.
Life in Sudan and of the heat of Africa,
You cannot separate the Pharaohs from the Nile;
And like olive oil, wine and vegetables.
Of the Berber and the Tuareg,
And my hope in Africa lives forever;
Greetings, greetings!
From slaves and camels i was sold together with you;
But today, i am free and i am sitting closer to the River Nile.

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The Battle Of The Wazzir

If ole Pharaoh, King of Egyp', 'ad been gazin' on the scene
'E'd' ave give the A.I.F. a narsty name
When they done their little best to scrub 'is dirty Kingdom clean,
An' to shift 'is ancient 'eap uv sin an' shame.
An' I'm tippin' they'd 'ave phenyled 'im, an' rubbed it in 'is 'ead.
But old Pharaoh, King uv Egyp', 'e is dead.

So yeh don't 'ear much about it; an' it isn't meant yeh should,
Since 'is Kingship wasn't there to go orf pop;
An' this mishunery effort fer to make the 'eathen good
Wus a contract that the fellers 'ad to drop.
There wus other pressin' matters, so they 'ad to chuck the fun,
But the Battle uv the Wazzir took the bun.

Now, Ginger Mick 'e writes to me a long, ixcited note,
An' 'e writes it in a whisper, so to speak;
Fer I guess the Censor's shadder wus across 'im as 'e wrote,
An' 'e 'ad to bottle things that musn't leak.
So I ain't got orl the strength uv it; but sich as Ginger sends
I rejooce to decent English fer me friends.

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The Sphinx

Wanderer, behold Life's riddle writ in stone,
Fronting Eternity with lidless eyes;
Of all that is beneath the changing skies,
Immutably abiding and alone.
The handiwork of hands unseen, unknown,
When Pharaohs of immortal dynasties
Built Pyramids to brave the centuries,
Cheating Annihilation of her own.

The heart grows hushed before it. Nay, methinks
That Man, and all on which Man wastes his breath,
The World, and all the World inheriteth,
With infinite, inexorable links
Grappling the soul; that love, hate, birth and death
Dwindle to nothingness before thee--Sphinx.

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Gifts

'O World-God, give me Wealth!' the Egyptian cried.
His prayer was granted. High as heaven, behold
Palace and Pyramid; the brimming tide
Of lavish Nile washed all his land with gold.
Armies of slaves toiled ant-wise at his feet,
World-circling traffic roared through mart and street,
His priests were gods, his spice-balmed kings enshrined,
Set death at naught in rock-ribbed charnels deep.
Seek Pharaoh's race to-day and ye shall find
Rust and the moth, silence and dusty sleep.

'O World-God, give me beauty!' cried the Greek.
His prayer was granted. All the earth became
Plastic and vocal to his sense; each peak,
Each grove, each stream, quick with Promethean flame,
Peopled the world with imaged grace and light.
The lyre was his, and his the breathing might
Of the immortal marble, his the play
Of diamond-pointed thought and golden tongue.
Go seek the sun-shine race, ye find to-day

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On The Way To The Promised Land

What God displayed to all of Egypt with His Powerful Uplifted Hand,
Was only the start of Israel's journey to The Blessed Promised Land.

The Egyptians gave Israel gold and silver right after all the blight,
For God made the Egyptians favorably disposed to each Israelite.

When God had all the first born killed Egypt was filled with wailing,
But God passed over each blood covered Israeli home without failing,

God became for Israel a pillar of cloud by day and of fire by night,
And God covered Pharaoh with darkness but His people with light.

When Israel reached the Red Sea they were pursued by Pharaoh's army,
But God defeated the Egyptians by swallowing them up in the Red Sea.

Prior to this Moses said watch and see the deliverance of The Lord,
And with staff raised to part the sea they walked to the other shore.

To empower Moses for the journey and quiet those who began to mock,
God made waters at Marah sweet and produced even more from the rock.

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Ghost Town

Come on lets go down
Everybodys waiting for us
Down at the ghost town
Bill bailey said hed be around
If mrs. g. robinson would just put
That bad havana down
Lovely queen anne boleyn
Learning new tricks from the great houdini. wo wo
Now thats the way shes gonna make it wo wo
Come on
Come on lets go down
Everybodys waiting for us
Down at the boom town
O. redding & washington
Chico & harpo & karl are
In the kitchen with mum
Buster keaton & king tut
Are waiting for disney to wake up wo wo
Now thats the way
No that aint the way hes gonna make it

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Choice

Life bifurcates itself
Into Moses and Pharaoh
As objects of desire
To awaken Man's capacity
For choice.There's a hidden power
Within him
And when life repeatedly turns him

From one state of feelings to another
To reveal
The Truth through opposites
It grows stronger in insight,
Sinks not in sin, alive survives,
Illusion-the bandit that assaults
Human hearts.

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Such A Great Salvation

After 400 years in Egypt, God did not forget His promise to Abraham,
And He sent Moses back to lead Israel into the Blessed Promised Land.

God's awesome power through His miracles was apparent from the start,
And for the sake of His people, God began to harden Pharaoh's heart.

From bondage in the land of Egypt, God delivered His entire nation,
But never did they stop complaining, to see God's arm of Salvation.

With Pharaoh's army in the sea, God's Salvation to the eye was clear,
But on the other side in safety, hearts were still gripped with fear.

When the spies went into the land their eyes of flesh could not see,
That this was the land God promised to Abraham through all Eternity.

And because their father Abraham did not display his faith like this,
When he heard God, he believed and was credited with righteousness.

Unbelief was the cause of the Israelites wandering in the wilderness,
For God used it to purge the next generation of such unrighteousness.

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Money, money, money

The message from Jesus is really very plain.
It says, 'Godliness with contentment is great gain.'
Rothschild's' philosophy of a 'little bit more'
leaves you worldly rich but spiritually poor.

When you die you cannot take your treasure with you
though the Pharaohs of Egypt tried their hardest to do
but robbers found where their treasures were hid
and ransacked every single pyramid.

Layup treasure in heaven for when you die
by doing good deeds that will multiply.
Where your treasure is, there your heart will be
for you cannot serve both God and money.

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see also 'They gave away his hard earned pay'

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Egypt

(9/15/12)

Stories have been written, movies have been shown
Of this land of mystery the world has known.
"Egypt"
History and bibles tell of the plights
Of pyramids being built for the pharaohs delight.

Stories have been told of an unknown civilization
Who showed them how to build this nation.
It is said they came from out of space
To teach technology to the human race.

Why was these structures built in the desert sands
Where it took thousands of lives
And millions of hands.

The story of aliens is a tale you see
Which was made up for you and me.

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Like The Days Of Noah

Like the days of Noah,
So shall it be my friends;
Stop! Look! ! Listen! ! !
Out of two came many,
And out of eight came the multitude of all generations!
The vision of visions and the creation of creations,
From Adam and Eve to the days of Noah;
Down to the Niles of Egypt of the Pharaohs,
Like fromUr to Rome to all the descendants of mankind.
Come my people and,
Stop, look and read!
Roses are red and violets are blue;
But my love is whiter than the mixer of the two.
Watch!
Fot the hour comes when you can't even take up your purse;
Stop! Look! ! Listen! ! !
Two of the many and eight of the multitude,
For the days are closer than ever before.

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At the red sea

In the distance he see them coming,
war chariots filling the horizon
and the rumbling of horse hooves
are getting louder
as they are getting nearer.

Caught between the deep blue sea
and the desert
men, women and children stand
around him
and fear is in their eyes
for the vengeance of Pharaoh
who regards himself equal to God.

They glance away
from the cloud that gives shelter
and the morning’s manna
that was sweet on their lips,
are also already forgotten
and most are truly convinced

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Pharoah

Thus saith Jehovah! let this people go!
The king was on his throne array'd all gorgeously,
In regal purple rich with fretted gold,
And starr'd with sparkling gems, while snowy lawn
Was mingling with its folds luxuriously.
The crown of Egypt was upon his brow,
And her proud sceptre was beside his hand.
The nobles of his land were gather'd round,
Thronging the proud pavilion where he sate;
And the wise men, the Magi of the East,
The Priests, the Soothsayers, Astrologers,
And the most cunning sorcerers, were there.

And also, there, apart from all the rest,
Yet even at the foot of Pharaoh's throne,
Two men array'd in humble garments stood.
One spoke not, but with meekly folded arms,
Awaited silently the king's decree.
His form was finely moulded, and his face
Had much expressive beauty, though his eye

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poem by Elizabeth Margaret Chandler from Poetical Works (1836)
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Retro Notes

Like a spatial Babylonian tower,
towards perspectives of a great celestial Being,
monolithic and nestling with regal poise,
a cryptic monument in the dust of the Nile Delta,
to reflect Cheops genius,
and as a colossus, to straddle the heavens,
standing in its own statuesque aura,
in memoriam, and as a totem pole,
pinnacling man's hope, and Egypt's ascendancy and masterdom,
for Egyptian power is African power. I can vividly remember
annals of the ancient kingdoms of Ghana and Mali,
of the beautiful Nymph-like Nubian princesses clothed in mahogany skin,
sparkling like the jewels of the kings of the Nile.With lucidity I can recall
the sagacious Angel yclept Lucifer incredibly stunned,
falling like lightning with his votaries, out of that brilliant light,
in the aftermath of Celestial's cataclysmic clash,
after spawning an inventive tale. Such spiel
initiating heaven's haemorrhage by its irreverence,
initiating the turmoil in virginal Eden,
and man's epic drama, like an Odyssey-

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The Workout

I was dancing with a dirty blond Texan,
Charming accent but the music's playing too loud for talking
So I showed him how people in the Far East get down
Push it up, push it down
Pull it up, pull it down
Keep it up, keep it down
Now put me down
...what a workout!
If you want, you can come
Come get it, get it
If you don't you may really regret it, 'gret it
Up and down till your knees start shakin' shakin'
Aint it good to be alive tonight
One life, two-time, 3 girls, 4 guys
Five ripples running up and down my spine
6.0 Make it sweet, drop another dime
I was talking with a born-again Christian
"So what's it like to start life all over?"
He said "Amen,
I feel like I've been, rediscovering the tomb of Tutankhamen."

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Alex Buah

Read it if you can,
And remind yourself if you will;
Because this message is from a friend far away!
Try to remember our schooldays in Nima,
Like the places for the parrots to eat for free;
However, we are grown-ups today to care for our children.

To begot and be begotten,
But Yahweh knows all things;
So do remember the days that we shared in Nima!
Try to look for me in your leisure time,
And do extend my regards to the people around you;
But like Pharaoh's place of women,
Your name is Alex Buah.

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