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Lo, now I come and bring thee a goodly sacrifice to cheer thine angry heart  my lord, my love, I come!" LO NOW I COME AND BRING THEE A GOODLY SACRIFICE TO CHEER THINE ANGRY HEART MY LORD MY LOVE I COME
f Doom and the presence of the Assessors! Say now, thou who sittest feasting between my murderers, how much longer must I wait for thee and them?" Not long, O Nefer, my beloved, not long! Tarry yet a little while, O outraged soul, in the shape that once was thine, and thou shalt see thyself avenged. Lo, I hear the wings of Kefa, Goddess of the Flood-time, rustling in the silence of the midnight skies. She herself shall pour out a libation to thine injured shade! "Nay, nay, my lords, and you good friends of those who did my own true lord to death, sit still, and drain a farewell cup with me, your Queen. It is too late to fly, for every way is closed. The High Gods have spoken, and I will do their bidding!" Then, extending her white, jewelled arms toward the mummy, she cried in a deeper, harsher tone: "O Nefer, my Prince and my love! There lives no man in Khem who shall take thy place beside me, or usurp the throne that should have been thine. I have sinned, but I repent me of the wrong. OULD HAVE STOOD WITH ME IN THE HALLS OF DOOM AND THE PRESENCE OF THE ASSESSORS SAY NOW THOU WHO SITTEST FEASTING BETWEEN MY MURDERERS HOW MUCH LONGER MUST I WAIT FOR THEE AND THEM NOT LONG O NEPHERE MY BELOVED NOT LONG TARRY YET A LITTLE WHILE O OUR AGED SOUL IN THE SHAPE OF THAT ONCE WAS THINE AND THOU SHALT SEE THYSELF AVENGED LO I HEAR THE WINGS OF KEPHA GODDESS OF THE FLOOD TIME RUSTLING IN THE SILENCE OF THE MIDNIGHT SKIES SHE HERSELF SHALL POUR OUT A LIBATION TO THY INJURED SHADE NAY NAY MY LORDS AND YOU GOOD FRIENDS OF THOSE WHO DID MY OWN TRUE LORD TO DEATH SIT STILL AND DRAIN A FAREWELL CUP WITH ME YOUR QUEEN IT IS TOO LATE TO FLY FOR EVERY WAY IS CLOSED THE HIGH GODS HAVE SPOKEN AND I WILL DO THEIR BIDDING THEN EXTENDING HER WHITE JEWELED ARMS TOWARDS THE MUMMY SHE CRIED IN A DEEPER HARSHER TONE O NEPHERE MY PRINCE AND MY LOVE THERE LIVES NO MAN IN KEN WHO SHALL TAKE THY PLACE BESIDE ME OR USURP THE THRONE THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN THINE I HAVE SINNED BUT I REPENT ME OF THE WRONG
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