If Only I were Made Doorkeeper

If Only I were Made Doorkeeper

The mansion of my sister,

With door in the center of her house,

Its door-leaves are open,

The bolt is sprung,

My sister is angry!

If only I were made doorkeeper!

Then I would make her rage at me,

Then I would hear her angry voice,

And be a child in fear of her!

Poem 7, from IIa
The First Collection, Papyrus Harris 500

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