Be but true, soar to the eagle crest of destiny, and thou shalt be glorious here and hereafter.

Be false, fail, and I will spit upon thee, and thou shalt be accursed, and thy soul shall remain in bondage till that hour when, in the slow flight of time, the evil shall once more grow to good and Egypt shall again be free." I drew near, trembling, and kissed him on the brow.

"May all these things come upon me, and more," I said, "if I fail thee, my father!" "Nay!" he cried, "not me, not me; but rather those whose will I do.

And now go, my son, and ponder in thy heart, and in thy secret heart digest my words; mark what thou shalt see, and gather up the dew of wisdom, making thee ready for the battle.

Fear not for thyself, thou art protected from all ill.