Parable of the
Old Man and the
Young
So Abram rose, and clave the
wood, and went,
And took the fire with him,
and a knife.
And as they sojourned both of
them together,
Isaac the first-born spake and
said, My Father,
Behold the preparations, fire
and iron,
But where the lamb for this
burnt-offering?
Then Abram bound the youth
with belts and straps,
and builded parapets and
trenches there,
And stretchèd forth the knife
to slay his son.
When lo! an angel called him
out of heaven,
Saying, Lay not thy hand upon
the lad,
Neither do anything to him.
Behold,
A ram, caught in a thicket by
its horns;
Offer the Ram of Pride instead
of him.
But the old man would not so,
but slew his son,
And half the seed of Europe,
one by one.
Wilfred
Owen
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