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Reclining on beds of ivory,
sprawling on their couches,
dining on lambs from the flock
    and calves from amid the stall,
chanting to the sound of harp like David,
inventing their own instruments of song,
drinking wine from bowls,
anointing with choice ointments—
yet they are not sickened over the breakdown of Joseph.

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