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Long and rich is the caravan that halts at Egypt's gate, While duty full the stranger pays on lowing herd and freight. Full keen the scrutiny of those who note the heavy dues; From weanling foal to cumbrous wain, no chance of gain they lose.

But fair the search—no wealth concealed; while rich the gifts they take From Abram's hand, till care has ceased, and formal quest they make. They pass the droves and laden teams, the weighted slaves are past. And Abram doubles still the gifts; one wain—his own—is last— It goes unsearched! Wise Abram smiles, though dearly stemmed the quest;