I HOMAGE to thee, Kha-kau-ra: our "Most Divine of Beings." Safeguarding the land and widening its boundaries: restraining the foreign nations by his kingly crown, Inclosing the two lands within the compass of his arms: seizing the nations in his grip. Slaying the Pedti without stroke of the club: shooting an arrow without drawing the bowstring Dread of him hath smitten the Anu in their plain: his terror hath slain the Nine Races of Men.' His warrant hath caused the death of thousands of the Pedti who had reached his frontier: shooting the arrow as doth Sekhemt, he overthroweth thousands of those who knew not his mighty spirit. The tongue of his Majesty bindeth Nubia in fetters: his utterances put to flight the Setiu. Sole One of youthful vigor, guarding his frontier; suffering not his subjects to faint, but causing the Pat to repose into full daylight. As to his timid youth in their slumbers: His heart is their protection. His decrees have formed his boundaries: His word hath armored the two regions II Twice jubilant are the gods: thou hast established their offerings, Twice jubilant are thy children: thou hast made their boundaries. Twice jubilant are thy forefathers: thou hast increased their portions Twice jubilant is Egypt on thy strong arm: thou hast guarded theancient order. Twice jubilant are the Pat in thine administration: thy mighty spirit hath taken upon itself their provisionment. Twice jubilant are the two regions in thy valor: thou hast widened their possessions. Twice jubilant are thy paid young troops: thou hast, made them to prosper. Twice jubilant are thy veterans: thou hast made them to renew their youth. Twice jubilant are the two lands in thy might: thou hast guarded their walls. Twice jubilant be thou, O Horus. who hast widened his boundary; thou art from everlasting to everlasting. III Twice great is the lord of his city, above a million arms: as for other rulers of men, they are but common folk. Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a dyke, damming the stream in its water flood. Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a cool lodge, letting every man repose unto full daylight. Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a bulwark, with walls built of the sharp stones of Kesem. Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a place of refuge, excluding the marauder. Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were an asylum, shielding the terrified from his foe. Twice great is the lord of this city : he is as it were a shade, the cool vegetation of the flood-time in the season of harvest. Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a corner warm and dry in time of winter. Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were a rock barring the blast in time of tempest. Twice great is the lord of his city: he is as it were Sekhemt to foes who tread upon his boundary. IV He hath come to us, that he may take the land of the South Country: the Double Crown hath been placed upon his head. He hath come, he hath united the two lands: he hath joined the Reed to the Hornet. He hath come, he hath ruled the people of the Black Land: he hath placed the Red Land in his power. He hath come, he hath protected the two lands: he hath tranquillized the two regions. He hath come, he hath made the people of Egypt to live: he hath destroyed its afflictions. He hath come, he hath made the Pat to live: he hath opened the throat of the Rekhyt. He hath come, he hath trampled on the nations: he hath smitten the Anu who knew not his terror. He hath come, he hath secured his frontier: he hath delivered him who was stolen away. He hath come: he granteth reward-in-old-age by what his mighty arm bringeth to us. He hath come, we nurture our children: we bury our aged ones by his good favor. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: ALMA BELL TO THE CORONER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FROM THE AGES WITH A SMILE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JONAS KEENE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS JOHN BROWN by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON DEDICATION OF THE FIRST SONNETS TO A FRIEND ... by GEORGE SANTAYANA |