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and husband; by poison; and taken the child C?sarion to be her fellow

on the throne; which she holds by the help of the Roman legions; and;

as they say; of young Sextus Pompeius; who has succeeded C?sar in her

love。 But; Harmachis; the whole land boils and seethes against her。 In

every city the children of Khem talk of the deliverer who is to come

and thou art he; Harmachis。 The time is almost ripe。 The hour is nigh

at hand。 Go thou back to Abouthis and learn the last secrets of the

Gods; and meet those who shall direct the bursting of the storm。 Then

act; Harmachisact; I say; and strike home for Khem; rid the land of

the Roman and the Greek; and take thy place upon the throne of thy

divine fathers and be a King of men。 For to this end thou wast born; O

Prince!〃







CHAPTER V



OF THE RETURN OF HARMACHIS TO ABOUTHIS; OF THE CELEBRATION

OF THE MYSTERIES; OF THE CHANT OF ISIS; AND OF THE WARNING

OF AMENEMHAT



On the next day I embraced my uncle Sepa; and with an eager heart

departed from Annu back to Abouthis。 To be short; I came thither in

safety; having been absent five years and a month; being now no more a

boy but a man full grown and having my mind well stocked with the

knowledge of men and the ancient wisdom of Egypt。 So once again I saw

the old lands; and the known faces; though of these some few were

wanting; having been gathered to Osiris。 Now; as; riding across the

fields; I came nigh to the enclosure of the Temple; the priests and

people issued forth to bid me welcome; and with them the old wife;

Atoua; who; but for a few added wrinkles that Time had cut upon her

forehead; was just as she had been when she threw the sandal after me

five long years before。



〃/La! la! la!/〃 she cried; 〃and there thou art; my bonny lad; more

bonny even than thou wert! /La!/ what a man! what shoulders! and what

a face and form! Ah; it does an old woman credit to have dandled thee!

But thou art over…pale; those priests down there at Annu have starved

thee; surely? Starve not thyself: the Gods love not a skeleton。 'Empty

stomach makes empty head' as they say at Alexandria。 But this is a

glad hour; ay; a joyous hour。 Come income in!〃 and as I lighted down

she embraced me。



But I thrust her aside。 〃My father! where is my father?〃 I cried; 〃I

see him not!〃



〃Nay; nay; have no fear;〃 she answered; 'his Holiness is well; he

waits thee in his chamber。 There; pass on。 O happy day! O happy

Abouthis!〃



So I went; or rather ran; and reached the chamber of which I have

written; and there at the table sat my father; Amenemhat; the same as

he had been; but very old。 I came to him and; kneeling before him;

kissed his hand; and he blessed me。



〃Look up; my son;〃 he said; 〃let my old eyes gaze upon thy face; that

I may read thy heart。〃



So I lifted up my head; and he looked upon me long and earnestly。



〃I read thee;〃 he said at length; 〃thou art pure and strong in wisdom;

I have not been deceived in thee。 Oh; the years have been lonely; but

I did well to send thee hence。 Now; tell me of thy life; for thy

letters have told me little; and thou canst not know; my son; how

hungry is a father's heart。〃



And so I told him; we sat far into the night and talked together。 And

in the end he bade me know that I must now prepare to be initiated

into those last mysteries that are learned of the chosen of the Gods。



And so it came about that for a space of three months I prepared

myself according to the holy customs。 I ate no meat。 I was constant in

the sanctuaries; in the study of the secrets of the Great Sacrifice

and of the woe of the Holy Mother。 I watched and prayed before the

altars。 I lifted up my soul to God; ay; in dreams I communed with the

Invisible; till at length earth and earth's desires seemed to pass

from me。 I longed no more for the glory of this world; my heart hung

above it as an eagle on his outstretched wings; and the voice of the

world's blame could not stir it; and the vision of its beauty brought

no delight。 For above me was the vast vault of heaven; where in

unalterable procession the stars pass on; drawing after them the

destinies of men; where the Holy Ones sit upon their burning thrones;

and watch the chariot…wheels of Fate as they roll from sphere to

sphere。 O hours of holy contemplation! who; having once tasted of your

joy could wish again to grovel on the earth? O vile flesh to drag us

down! I would that thou hadst then altogether fallen from me; and left

my spirit free to seek Osiris!



The months of probation passed but too swiftly; and now the holy day

drew near when I was in truth to be united to the universal Mother。

Never hath Night so longed for the promise of the Dawn; never hath the

heart of a lover so passionately desired the sweet coming of his

bride; as I longed to see Thy glorious face; O Isis! Even now that I

have been faithless to Thee; and Thou art far from me; O Divine! my

soul goes out to Thee; and once more I know But as it is bidden

that I should draw the veil; and speak of things which have not been

told since the beginning of this world; let me pass on and reverently

set down the history of that holy morn。



For seven days the great festival had been celebrated; the suffering

of the Lord Osiris had been commemorated; the grief of the Mother Isis

had been sung and glory had been done to the memory of the coming of

the Divine Child Horus; the Son; the Avenger; the God…begot。 All these

things had been carried out according to the ancient rites。 The boats

had floated on the sacred lake; the priests had scourged themselves

before the sanctuaries; and the images had been borne through the

streets at night。



And now; as the sun sank on the seventh day; once more the great

procession gathered to chant the woes of Isis and tell how the evil

was avenged。 We went in silence from the temple; and passed through

the city ways。 First came those who clear the path; then my father

Amenemhat in all his priestly robes; and the wand of cedar in his

hand。 Then; clad in pure linen; I; the neophyte; followed alone; and

after me the white…robed priests; holding aloft banners and emblems of

the Gods。 Next came those who bear the sacred boat; and after them the

singers and the mourners; while; stretching as far as the eye could

reach; all the people marched; clad in melancholy black because Osiris

was no more。 We went in silence through the city streets till at

length we came to the wall of the temple and passed in。 And as my

father; the High Priest; entered beneath the gateway of the outer

pylon; a sweet…voiced woman singer began to sing the Holy Chant; and

thus she sang:



     〃Sing we Osiris dead;

      Lament the fallen head:

  The light has left the world; the world is grey。

      Athwart the starry skies

      The web of Darkness flies;

  And Isis weeps Osiris passed away。

      Your tears; ye stars; ye fires; ye rivers; shed;

      Weep; children of the Nile; weep for your Lord is dead!〃



She paused in her most sweet song; and the whole multitude took up the

melancholy dirge:



 〃Softly we tread; our measured footsteps falling

      Within the Sanctuary Sevenfold;

  Soft on the Dead that liveth are we calling:

     'Return; Osiris; from thy Kingdom cold!

      Return to them that worship thee of old!'〃



The chorus ceased; and once again she sang:



     〃Within the court divine

      The Sevenfold sacred shrine

  We pass; while echoes of the Temple walls

      Repeat the long lament

      The sound of sorrow sent

  Far up within the imperishable halls;

      Where; each in the other's arms; the Sisters weep;

      Isis and Nephthys; o'er His unawaking sleep。〃



And then again rolled forth the solemn chorus of a thousand voices:



 〃Softly we tread; our measured footsteps falling

      Within the Sanctuary Sevenfold;

  Soft on the Dead that liveth are we calling:

     'Return; Osiris; f

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