their hands; one was called Isis and the other Nephthys. According to
the rubrical directions given in the British Museum papyrus, the
sections were sung by both women together. The following passage will
illustrate the contents of the work:

"Come, come, run to me, O strong heart! Let me see thy divine face, for
I do not see thee, and make thou clear the path that we may see thee as
we see Ra in heaven, when the heavens unite with the earth, and cause
darkness to fall upon the earth each day. My heart burneth as with fire
at thy escape from the Fiend, even as my heart burneth with fire when
thou turnest thy side to me; O that thou wouldst never remove it from
me! O thou who unitest the Two Domains (_i.e._ Egypt, North and South),
and who turnest back those who are on the roads, I seek to see thee
because of my love for thee.... Thou fliest like a living being, O
Everlasting King; thou hast destroyed the fiend Anrekh. Thou art the
King of the South and of the North, and thou goest forth from
Tatchesert. May there never be a moment in thy life when I do not fill
thy heart, O my divine brother, my lord who goest forth from Aqert....
My arms are raised to protect thee, O thou whom I love. I love thee, O
Husband, Brother, lord of love; come thou in peace into thy house....
Thy hair is like turquoise as thou comest forth from the Fields of
Turquoise, thy hair is like unto the finest lapis-lazuli, and thou
thyself art more blue than thy hair. Thy skin and body are like southern
alabaster, and thy bones are of silver. The perfume of thy hair is like
unto new myrrh, and thy skull is of lapis-lazuli."

The third work, "The Book of making splendid the Spirit of Osiris," was
also sung at the great festival of Osiris that took place during the
November-December at Abydos and other great towns in Egypt, and if it
were sung on behalf of any man, the resurrection and life, constantly
renewed, of that man were secured for his soul and spirit. This Book,
written in hieratic, is found in a papyrus in Paris, and the following
extract will illustrate its contents: "Come to thy house, come to thy
house, O An. Come to thy house, O Beautiful Bull, lord of men and women,
the beloved one, the lord of women. O Beautiful Face, Chief of Akert,
Prince, Khenti Amentiu, are not all hearts drunk through the love of
thee, O Un-Nefer, whose word is truth? The hands of men and gods are
lifted up and seek thee, even as the hands of a babe are stretched ou