The word seems to have been unintelligible to the copyists, who differ widely from each other as to its orthography. ------------------------------------ CHAPTER LXXXIII. _Chapter whereby one assumeth the form of the Bennu bird._ Let me wheel round in whirls, let me turn like the Turning One, let me flourish like a flower and keep myself hidden like the Hider.(1.) I am the Barley corn of every god. I am the four Yesterdays of those seven Uræus deities who are born in Amenta; Horus who giveth light by means of his own body; the god who is against Sutu when Thoth is between them, as in that dispute of the Prince of Sechem with the Spirits of Annu where the river is between them.(2.) I come forth by day and disclose myself at the head of the gods. I am the god who chaseth all boastfulness.(3.) NOTES. 1. There is here a play on the words _pa_, _ḫeper_, _ruṭ_ and _šet_. The _Turning One_ is the god Chepera. The _Tortoise_ ⁂⁂⁂ derives its name (the _hider_), from the habit of drawing its body within its shell. On the flight of the Bennu see the first note of next chapter. 2. The Nile lies between the opposite shores of the Nomes of Letopolis (Sechem) and Heliopolis (Annu). 3. The later recensions have “I am Chonsu who _putteth a stop_ to all boastfulness.” But in the early copies _Chonsu_ is taken in its primitive sense _the chaser_ and does not require the verb ⁂ to govern ‘boastfulness.’ ------------------------------------ CHAPTER LXXXIV. _Chapter whereby one assumeth the form of the Hernshaw._(1.) Thou who holdest the bound victims; ye knives over their heads and locks and fleeces;(2.) ye aged and bright ones who are armed with the fated moment. I come to heaven but I strike upon the earth; and conversely. It is my power which produceth victory and raiseth the height of heaven, and I make the lustrations which yield the extent of earth to my feet against the sinful cities as I advance and cut in pieces(3.) those who are involved in rebellion.(4.) I leave the gods upon their paths but I strike the Wakers who are in their coffins. I know not Nu, I know not Tatunen, I know not the Red ones when they bring opposition to me. I know not a Word of Power to whose utterance I listen. I am the Red Calf upon the tablets. This is what the gods say when they raise their voice. Let your countenances be without restraint towards him who cometh to me. The morning dawns are independent of you, ye have not the charge of them; but my alternations are in my own hands. I say not the wrong instead of the right. Day after day unswervingly turneth back upon my eye-brow. And Evening is the beginning of my voyage to celebrate the solemnity of the Reclining and the Embrace of the Aged one who hath charge of the Earth. NOTES.