Gilbert Murray,
The Story of Nefrekepta, from a Demotic Papyrus
“ And cried: 'South, South to Coptos! None shall stay Our going.' But I turned from him away And found that aged Priest and said: 'Thou Priest, May Amun curse thee for thy words this day! The Book of Thoth, the serpents and the sea! Most bitter striving thou hast made for me, And bitter watching till my lord's return; False art thou, and thy South all cruelty.' And much I prayed my brother not to sail To Coptos, but my prayer might not avail, For straight to Pharaoh's throne he went, and spake To Pharaoh of the Priest and all his tale. ”
