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 [To him who has just blown the signal] Out on thee, slave of Simeon, wilt thou shatter the dawn?

Thinkest thou the dawn will wait for thee, wretched bondman of a starveling lord?

My Lord Levi hath thrice more flocks than thy Simeon.

Who speaketh of Levi and Simeon? Dan is mightier than both.

[Contemptuously] The handmaid's son, forsooth!—Get thee to thy stinking camels.

[Sternly] What is this wrangling, slaves?

[With a deep obeisance] We are but praising our lords

And the hands that feed us.

[Haughtily] Get ye to your labor and your toil. The sons of Jacob need no praise from the lips of the slaves.

[Laughing] The sun hath not risen in a happy hour for thee to-day!

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