Louis N. Parker,
Joseph and His Brethren: A Pageant Play…
(1913)
“ It is the love I bore to his mother in the years past. It is the love-song I whispered into her ear as she stood by the well. It is the toil I gave to win her. It is the hope long deferred. It is the sunshine of youth, bursting through the shadow of age. You, sons of Leah, sons of Bilhah, and sons of Zilpah, have been the joy of my life; but he—but Joseph—is a joy above joys:—the Added Joy! Simeon. Yet—— Reuben [Stepping forward] O Father Jacob, great Israel, we know thy heart and thy mind, and we will cherish Joseph, even as thou dost. Joseph. [Coming to Reuben] Reuben, my brother! ”
