Of a desert that is but a waste, by a river
that is but a tomb,
Yet the Hebrew abides and is strong.
AMENEMAN is gone to the ghosts,
He the prince of the Coptic police who so
harried the Israelite hosts
When their lives with hard-bondage were
bitter. And now bitter bondage you'd try.
Proscription, and exile, and stern deprivation.
Beware, Sire! Put by
That blade in its blood-rusted scabbard. The
PHARAOHS, the CAESARS have found
That it wounds him who wields it; and you,
though your victim there, prone on the ground,
Look helpless and hopeless, you also shall find
Persecution a bane
Which shall lead to a Red Sea of blood to
o'erwhelm selfish Tyranny's train.
"Beware!" Tis the shade of MENEPTHA
that whispers the warning from far.
Concerning _that_ sword there's a lesson the
PHARAOH may teach to the TSAR!
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"REWARDS FOR GALLANTRY."--Among the numerous rewards mentioned in the
_Times_ of last Thursday, the magnificent gold watch, with monogram
in diamonds, presented by the Royal Italian Opera Company to AUGUSTUS
DRURIOLANUS at the close of the present exceptionally successful
season, was not mentioned. Most appropriate present from the persons
up to tune to one who is always up to time. The umble individual who