Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt, -30 B.C. -- Fiction; Egypt -- History -- 332-30 B.C. -- Fiction
Of these precious stones, of all this magnificence, the Queen
reckoned the worth, and with a fearful pride asked herself: "Will all
this be mine to-morrow?" Her mind revelled in the vastness of her
heritage; she regarded the inexhaustible valley, watered by the
divine river; she thought of the thirty thousand towns which from
north to south reared their noble ramparts; of Bubastos, where the
goddess of love reigned; of Memphis, sleeping at the base of her
pyramids; of Thebes, the Holy City; of Hermonthis, called the glory
of two heavens; of Edfu, rich in antique treasures. Farther on, she
saw, in imagination, those southern regions which produce granite and
spices; the legendary vineyards, where each cluster of grapes was so
heavy that two men were needed to carry it to the wine-press. She
went back to that enchanted island whose perfumed paths bore the
traces of her footsteps, near to those of her lover. Her old-time
confidence returned and she cried: "No, my Egypt! sacred land of
Osiris and of Ra, you who fill the granaries of the earth and
reverently protect your dead! Garden of palms and of vines! Shore
where the holy ibis seeks cooling drink, never shall you be a slave!"
And Cleopatra was right. Success was in sight. A decisive victory
had just been gained by Cæsar's avengers. Pirates, escaped from
Naxos, had brought the good tidings. Brutus, then Cassius, had been
defeated in the plains of Philippi, and each had taken his life with
the blade which their treacherous hands had plunged in the blood of
their benefactor; thus was justice done.
Cleopatra took fresh courage. New light came into her life,
overshadowed since that fatal morning in March. Although still
wrapped in mist, the future was no longer an opaque and
indistinguishable mass of blackness. A certain harmony prevailed
between it and the past. Rome emerged from the gloom. Freed from
the conspirators, she might once more become a valuable ally.
Meanwhile, the Queen, faithful to the tradition of her ancestors, who
had squandered fortunes in amusing the populace, ordered elaborate
entertainments, beginning with religious ceremonies, accompanied by
sacrifices. Was it not fitting to give thank-offerings to the gods
who had just punished the hateful perpetrators of that deadly crime?
The people of Alexandria welcomed every opportunity for a festival.
If their city was famous for its university, for the learned men who
came there daily to give lectures, it was also a centre of
dissipation; rich in every variety of entertainment, vibrating with
the sheer joy of living. The enormous fortunes which were made there
had produced unlimited luxury. For gaiety of all kinds, banquets,
dances, races, theatres, orgies of love and wine, it was without a
rival.
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