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Water, earth, air, and flesh of man and beast,
And green of leaf, and light of moon and sun
Were all corrupted, withered, dimmed, laid waste,
As the laws that had kept them were undone
At G-d’s command. But Par’oh’s heart held out,
Was stronger than the world where it had seemed
To have its roots, immune to fear or doubt,
As if that world were something he had dreamed.
But from his idol-guarded ruined town
G-d summoned Moshe forth and let him see
The first glint of the moon that would grow round
Upon the first feast given to the free.
But only as a final crushing blow
Could word of G-d and freedom come to Par’oh.