ben-hur-第74章
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〃PhilaeKarnak。 Mourn rather that you have not seen the Rameses at Aboo Simbel; looking at which makes it so easy to think of God; the maker of the heavens and earth。 Or why should you mourn at all? Let us go on to the river; and if I cannot sing〃she laughed〃because I have said I would not; yet I can tell you stories of Egypt。〃
〃Go on! Ay; till morning comes; and the evening; and the next morning!〃 he said; vehemently。
〃Of what shall my stories be? Of the mathematicians?〃
〃Oh no。〃
〃Of the philosophers?〃
〃No; no。〃
〃Of the magicians and genii?〃
〃If you will。〃
〃Of war?〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Of love?〃
〃Yes。〃
〃I will tell you a cure for love。 It is the story of a queen。 Listen reverently。 The papyrus from which it was taken by the priests of Philae was wrested from the hand of the heroine herself。 It is correct in form; and must be true:
NE…NE…HOFRA。
I。
〃There is no parallelism in human lives。
〃No life runs a straight line。
〃The most perfect life develops as a circle; and terminates in its beginning; making it impossible to say; This is the commencement; that the end。
〃Perfect lives are the treasures of God; of great days he wears them on the ring…finger of his heart hand。〃
II。
〃Ne…ne…hofra dwelt in a house close by Essouan; yet closer to the first cataractso close; indeed; that the sound of the eternal battle waged there between river and rocks was of the place a part。
〃She grew in beauty day by day; so that it was said of her; as of the poppies in her father's garden; What will she not be in the time of blooming?
〃Each year of her life was the beginning of a new song more delightful than any of those which went before。
〃Child was she of a marriage between the North; bounded by the sea; and the South; bounded by the desert beyond the Luna mountains; and one gave her its passion; the other its genius; so when they beheld her; both laughed; saying; not meanly; 'She is mine;' but generously; 'Ha; ha! she is ours。'
〃All excellences in nature contributed to her perfection and rejoiced in her presence。 Did she come or go; the birds ruffled their wings in greeting; the unruly winds sank to cooling zephyrs; the white lotus rose from the water's depth to look at her; the solemn river loitered on its way; the palm…trees; nodding; shook all their plumes; and they seemed to say; this one; I gave her of my grace; that; I gave her of my brightness; the other; I gave her of my purity: and so each as it had a virtue to give。
〃At twelve; Ne…ne…hofra was the delight of Essouan; at sixteen; the fame of her beauty was universal; at twenty; there was never a day which did not bring to her door princes of the desert on swift camels; and lords of Egypt in gilded barges; and; going away disconsolate; they reported everywhere; 'I have seen her; and she is not a woman; but Athor herself。'〃
III。
〃Now of the three hundred and thirty successors of good King Menes; eighteen were Ethiopians; of whom Oraetes was one hundred and ten years old。 He had reigned seventy…six years。 Under him the people thrived; and the land groaned with fatness of plenty。 He practised wisdom because; having seen so much; he knew what it was。 He dwelt in Memphis; having there his principal palace; his arsenals; and his treasure…house。 Frequently he went down to Butos to talk with Latona。
〃The wife of the good king died。 Too old was she for perfect embalmment; yet he loved her; and mourned as the inconsolable; seeing which; a colchyte presumed one day to speak to him。
〃'O Oraetes; I am astonished that one so wise and great should not know how to cure a sorrow like this。'
〃'Tell me a cure;' said the king。
〃Three times the colchyte kissed the floor; and then he replied; knowing the dead could not hear him; 'At Essouan lives Ne…ne…hofra; beautiful as Athor the beautiful。 Send for her。 She has refused all the lords and princes; and I know not how many kings; but who can say no to Oraetes?'〃
IV。
〃Ne…ne…hofra descended the Nile in a barge richer than any ever before seen; attended by an army in barges each but a little less fine。 All Nubia and Egypt; and a myriad from Libya; and a host of Troglodytes; and not a few Macrobii from beyond the Mountains of the Moon; lined the tented shores to see the cortege pass; wafted by perfumed winds and golden oars。
〃Through a dromos of sphinxes and couchant double…winged lions she was borne; and set down before Oraetes sitting on a throne specially erected at the sculptured pylon of the palace。 He raised her up; gave her place by his side; clasped the uraeus upon her arm; kissed her; and Ne…ne…hofra was queen of all queens。
〃That was not enough for the wise Oraetes; he wanted love; and a queen happy in his love。 So he dealt with her tenderly; showing her his possessions; cities; palaces; people; his armies; his ships: and with his own hand he led her through his treasure…house; saying; 'O。 Ne…ne…hofra! but kiss me in love; and they are all thine。'
〃And; thinking she could be happy; if she was not then; she kissed him once; twice; thricekissed him thrice; his hundred and ten years notwithstanding。
〃The first year she was happy; and it was very short; the third year she was wretched; and it was very long; then she was enlightened: that which she thought love of Oraetes was only daze of his power。 Well for her had the daze endured! Her spirits deserted her; she had long spells of tears; and her women could not remember when they heard her laugh; of the roses on her cheeks only ashes remained; she languished and faded gradually; but certainly。 Some said she was haunted by the Erinnyes for cruelty to a lover; others; that she was stricken by some god envious of Oraetes。 Whatever the cause of her decline; the charms of the magicians availed not to restore her; and the prescript of the doctor was equally without virtue。 Ne…ne…hofra was given over to die。
〃Oraetes chose a crypt for her up in the tombs of the queens; and; calling the master sculptors and painters to Memphis; he set them to work upon designs more elaborate than any even in the great galleries of the dead kings。
〃'O thou beautiful as Athor herself; my queen!' said the king; whose hundred and thirteen years did not lessen his ardor as a lover; 'Tell me; I pray; the ailment of which; alas! thou art so certainly perishing before my eyes。'
〃'You will not love me any more if I tell you;' she said; in doubt and fear。
〃'Not love you! I will love you the more。 I swear it; by the genii of Amente! by the eye of Osiris; I swear it! Speak!' he cried; passionate as a lover; authoritative as a king。
〃'Hear; then;' she said。 'There is an anchorite; the oldest and holiest of his class; in a cave near Essouan。 His name is Menopha。 He was my teacher and guardian。 Send for him; O Oraetes; and he will tell you that you seek to know; he will also help you find the cure for my affliction。'
〃Oraetes arose rejoicing。 He went away in spirit a hundred years younger than when he came。〃
V。
〃'Speak!' said Oraetes to Menopha; in the palace at Memphis。
〃And Menopha replied; 'Most mighty king; if you were young; I should not answer; because I am yet pleased with life; as it is; I will say the queen; like any other mortal; is paying the penalty of a crime。'
〃'A crime!' exclaimed Oraetes; angrily。
〃Menopha bowed very low。
〃'Yes; to herself。'
〃'I am not in mood for riddles;' said the king。
〃'What I say is not a riddle; as you shall hear。 Ne…ne…hofra grew up under my eyes; and confided every incident of her life to me; among others; that she loved the son of her father's gardener; Barbec by name。'
〃Oraetes's frown; strangely enough; began to dissipate。
〃'With that love in her heart; O king; she came to you; of that love she is dying。'
〃'Where is the gardener's son now?' asked Oraetes。
〃'In Essouan。'
〃The king went out and gave two orders。 To one oeris he said; 'Go to Essouan and bring hither a youth named Barbec。 You will find him in the garden of the queen's father;' to another; 'Assemble workmen and cattle and tools; and construct for me in Lake Chemmis an island; which; though laden with a temple; a palace; and a garden; and all manner of trees bearing fruit; and all manner of vines; s