Nitoquert

Nitoquert

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1914 edition. Excerpt: ...As thou know'st, royal one, oh, star of the morn, Three suns past quitted Minofriou, Journeying by water on the gilded barge; Descending to the sacred town of Bubast They were attacked by a body of brigands and freedmen, Rumour says them to be of the herdsmen's caste; They followed the barge of the Son of Heaven, O'ercame the guard, attacked the Phra, Murdered and slaughtered Ampu and the faithful, Piercing to the heart the son of Ra. 'Fore the sun had yet sent its rays of bright gold The tidings were brought me by a runner from Bubast, Exhausted by fatigue at my feet he then told This tale of sacrilege, at which my heart is aghast. (Hypocritically) The mountain torrent from its snow-covered height Dashing down through caverns of massive stone, Hewing its ways with insuperable might, With its frozen garments of the ice-strewn zone, Through impervious rock it forceth its way, Over crag and gulley carrying boulder and tree, Wreaking havoc and ruin as its bosom sways, Bearing its booty to the arms of the sea. So are my tears like the mountain torrent, Sweeping sorrow and misery into my heart, Crashing and tearing in their downward current, So no longer I harvest life's dear spark. Nitoquert (Sarcastically) Thine eyes, O good Mempi, speak the truth of Ma, As in the crystal pool of transparent water, So in thy heart do I behold the great love of Ra. My thanks, O my friend, to have brought me these tidings, That weighed but heavy on thy mind, so kind. (Sorrowfully) My eyes will not weep, for no tears would suffice To wash their great grief, nor from my wounded heart to unwind Its chords of heartrending distress; If our tears could but wash the mortal wounds Of our dearly beloved dead, That their faces bask in their daily moods While the crown of health...show more

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  • Paperback | 26 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 1mm | 68g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236595882
  • 9781236595881