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Toward Joseph
Jacob
Joseph
Ishmaelites
Brothers
And now for his hardships: they did not know how to fish; as they grieved him; their color; from which they opposed him to kill him. And Reuben said to them: "Let not the blood be upon us," and "I shall eat him." I call this one in the wilderness; do not lay your hands upon him. His deception thus, not rejoicing; they saved him; his humility; "Bring him, and you too." And Joseph came to his brothers; and they, seeing Joseph, rejoiced, and they sold Joseph; and having stripped him, they threw him into the pit; and that pit had no water. And they sat down to eat bread. And looking up with their eyes, they saw, and behold, traveling Ishmaelites were coming. And Judah said: "What profit is there if we eat him? So that we might not defile our hands; and come, let us deliver him to the need." And his brothers did not disobey. And when they were about to sell him, they were grieved, seeing him departing, and they marveled at these things. But his brothers, were they not of themselves? "Upon the road he is our flesh." And the brothers called the Ishmaelites; they gave them twenty [pieces] of gold. And behold, the merchants departed, and they carried Joseph. They lamented Jacob for Joseph, and Joseph was sold to the Ishmaelites, and they proclaimed him, having come to the father. Having come to the pit, they did not find Joseph in the pit, and he tore his garments and cried out to his brothers and said: "The child is not here, and where shall I go? Where shall I go?" He said. And taking the tunic of Joseph, they slaughtered a kid of the goats and stained the tunic with the blood and sent the tunic to the father and said: "We have found this." And the father recognized it and said: "It is the tunic of my son. An evil beast has devoured my son Joseph. He is not here; an evil beast has eaten him." And Jacob tore his garments and mourned. And Jacob also tore his garments and mourned for his son, being in pain. And all his sons arose and mourned. Joseph was gathered; all his sons.
Callipidus
And the daughter Likely a reference to a mourning figure and grief, having seized him, wished to comfort him, because they were moving away from their sight. And wishing to tell them the matter, he was not able because of the pain. And immediately the air was filled with his sighs, and the Ishmaelites were disturbing him, and he was being carried away against his will. And as they were coming forward, as the road passed by the tomb of his mother Rachel, the righteous one himself ran out, having released his momentum, and he came upon the tomb and fell to the ground upon the tomb. He sent forth bitter cries and said to her: "My mother, my mother, if you are alive, O righteous one, hear my word and sympathize with my affliction. And if you are just, announce his journey to yourself; see me here now. See how, how my father sent me to them so that I might see them, and having gone out, they sold me. And behold, they lead me here. And I look to this future, left alone. And the journey having passed by, they acted audaciously against him. And how were they not grieved?" But the Ishmaelites, seeing him, dragged him along the road, and they were looking at the sound of his voice and marveling at all his grace. And his brothers were gathered, for knowing that Joseph has the body above meaning perhaps of a higher nature or standing, and fearing lest those who bought him might have him for grace, as they saw the grace of the slave, and as they learn his lineage, they burdened him with labors. And because of this, the righteous one cried out with this: he dared not say his mother's grief. And from the joy of days, the righteous one was brought down to the gate of death: "Master, if ever you hear of the same, as my father himself [intended] for him to die. And behold, my father is death. He created anger; I will no longer see my father. And my mother who is in the tomb, cease therefore from children, for my living mother was hearing." And after these proverbs, they were beating him, holding his head. But the righteous one imitated the pain, and like a voiceless lamb, he endured his affliction, the memory of the righteous one in his heart. And he goes into Egypt, having been humbled. And Jacob, having torn his garments, mourned bitterly for the child. And after that joy to him, and they made a lamentation and wailing for him. And all his sons sat down; and...