EGYPTAIN LOVE POEM (1)I hear thy voice, O turtle dove-
The dawn is all aglow-
Weary am I with love, with love,
Oh, whither shall I go?
Not so, O beauteous bird above,
Is joy to be denied....
For I have found my dear, my love;
And I am by his side.
We wander forth, and hand in hand
Through flowery ways we go-
I am the fairest in the land,
For he has called me so.
EGYPTAIN LOVE POEM (2)With sickness faint and weary
All day in bed I'll lie;
My friends will gather near me
And she'll with them come nigh.
She'll put to shame the doctors
Who'll ponder over me,
For she alone, my loved one,
Knows well my malady.
OLD AGEA vizer feels the burden of his years and lamants his fate to Pharaoh
O King, my lord, I draw nigh to life's end,
BELOVED COUNTRYOver three thousand years ago an Egyptian once wrote;
Its fields are full of good things and
it has provision for every day
What more could be said!