Graham's Magazine, Vol. XLI, No. 2, August 1852Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XLI, No. 2, August 1852
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
The remains of the departed greatness of Egypt, which the congeniality
of its climate has contributed so remarkably to perpetuate, consist
generally of places for civil assemblies and religious ceremonies. In
Upper or Southern Egypt, the site of almost every memorable city is
marked by the ruins of a temple, or palace-temple, which was
appropriated to both these purposes. The visitor cannot fail to be
struck by the vastness of the edifice, or the solemn air by which its
ruins are pervaded. The walls bear upon them the records of the past.
Covered with reliefs, which are generally colored, the idols appear
receiving the homage of the sovereign who founded the structure,
together with the battles, sieges, and other events of the wars, out of
the spoils of which the majestic pile was reared. Sometimes the king is
portrayed returning as a conqueror in triumph, and dragging a long
series of captives of different nations to the feet of the presiding
divinity. These pictures frequently cover a large extent of surface, and
are crowded with figures in action, executed with great spirit and
fidelity; the peculiar features and color of the different people being
strictly preserved. Explanatory inscriptions in the hieroglyphics of
Egypt accompany these reliefs. Some of these halls are six hundred feet
both in length and breadth, and are crowded throughout their entire area
with massive columns of majestic height. On first surveying the immense
cavern temple at Ipsambul, in Nubia, the spectator might well imagine,
from the whiteness of its walls, the sharpness of its figures, their
brilliant hues, and especially from the parts where the tracings and
first outlines appear, showing that this stupendous edifice was never
completed, that the artists had only just left their work. But as his
eye falls on the deep, black dust, covering the rocky floor on which he
treads, into which have mouldered the doors, the door-posts, and all the
inner fittings of the temple, he feels that ages have rolled away since
the artisans were numbered among the dead.
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