Joseph and his brethren; a pageant play . Tehuti. O, King, they await thy word. Pharaoh. Let the priests send their spokesman. [Tehuti crosses slowly to the group of Priests] Pharaoh. I thirst. [Imhotep steps forward. The four young Slavesfollow him and kneel. Standing in front of thethrone, Imhotep takes a large hunch of grapesin both hands and presses its juice into thegolden cup, which the other slave holds aloft.Imhotep throws the skins into a golden dishbrought by the third slave, and dries his handson the napkin brought by the fourth slave. TheSlaves retire. Imhotep takes the cup in both

Joseph and his brethren; a pageant play . Tehuti. O, King, they await thy word. Pharaoh. Let the priests send their spokesman. [Tehuti crosses slowly to the group of Priests] Pharaoh. I thirst. [Imhotep steps forward. The four young Slavesfollow him and kneel. Standing in front of thethrone, Imhotep takes a large hunch of grapesin both hands and presses its juice into thegolden cup, which the other slave holds aloft.Imhotep throws the skins into a golden dishbrought by the third slave, and dries his handson the napkin brought by the fourth slave. TheSlaves retire. Imhotep takes the cup in both Stock Photo
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Joseph and his brethren; a pageant play . Tehuti. O, King, they await thy word. Pharaoh. Let the priests send their spokesman. [Tehuti crosses slowly to the group of Priests] Pharaoh. I thirst. [Imhotep steps forward. The four young Slavesfollow him and kneel. Standing in front of thethrone, Imhotep takes a large hunch of grapesin both hands and presses its juice into thegolden cup, which the other slave holds aloft.Imhotep throws the skins into a golden dishbrought by the third slave, and dries his handson the napkin brought by the fourth slave. TheSlaves retire. Imhotep takes the cup in bothhands, faces Pharaoh, and sets the cup to his104. JOSEPH AND HIS BRETHREN lips. Then he goes up the steps and places thecup in Pharaohs hands. Pharaoh drinks, hands the cup back to Imhotep, who retires, hackrvard, to his place, where he returns the cupto the cup-hearer^ Tehuti. Will it please the King to hear Menthu, the high-priest of Neith? [Pharaoh makes a gesture of assent. Menthusteps forward} Pharaoh. Thou, too, art in sorrow to-day, for thoulosest thy daughter, Asenath. Menthu, The great goddess, Neith, will reward metenfold. Pharaoh [With a touch of contempt} Well—! Thouand the others, have ye besought the gods? Have yesearched your books? Have ye prayed and offeredsacrifice ? Menthu. All these things have we done. Pharaoh. My dreams, then? What is the inter-pretation thereof? He who can interpret the meaningof them shall have his wishes granted as they issue fromhis lips. [Movement in the Crowd] But he who isable to read dreams and neglects my bidding shallsurely die. {Movement} Speak, Priest of Neith. [The Crowd instinctivel