Away to Egypt! Have no fear. Only one God has ever died. + 

Only one God has let His side be wounded by a soldier’s spear. + 

But these, thy lovers, are not dead. Still by the hundred-cubit gate + 

Dog-faced Anubis sits in state with lotus-lilies for thy head. + 

Still from his chair of porphyry gaunt Memnon strains his lidless eyes + 

Across the empty land, and cries each yellow morning unto thee. + 

And Nilus with his broken horn lies in his black and oozy bed + 

And till thy coming will not spread his waters on the withering corn. + 

Your lovers are not dead, I know. They will rise up and hear your voice + 

And clash their cymbals and rejoice and run to kiss your mouth! And so, + 

Set wings upon your argosies! Set horses to your ebon car! + 

Back to your Nile! Or if you are grown sick of dead divinities + 

Follow some roving lion’s spoor across the copper-coloured plain, + 

Reach out and hale him by the mane and bid him be your paramour! + 

Couch by his side upon the grass and set your white teeth in his throat + 

And when you hear his dying note lash your long flanks of polished brass + 

And take a tiger for your mate, whose amber sides are flecked with black, + 

And ride upon his gilded back in triumph through the Theban gate, + 

And toy with him in amorous jests, and when he turns, and snarls, and gnaws, + 

O smite him with your jasper claws! and bruise him with your agate breasts! + 