The beloved of Hathor, and The shrine of the Golden HawkFarr, Florence
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The beloved of Hathor, and The shrine of the Golden Hawk
Farr, Florence
Egypt -- History, Ancient -- Drama; English drama
_Nouferou._
Sleep, lady, and I will mould the waxen images. One, half a cubit
high for Aahmes; and two, one finger’s breadth in height to
represent the Hyksos leaders.
_Ranoutet._
That is the right proportion. I thank you for your service.
(_Goes out with lamp, which Ouny gives her, in opposite
direction to main entrance._)
_Nouferou_
(_takes wax and gives a small portion of it to Ouny_). Go, child,
and make two little images of the hideous Hyksos chiefs: copy
them from the walls in the great court of the Temple and bind
them with cords. Then sit at the foot of the stairs and play your
psaltery softly, and I will call you when your mistress wakes.
_Ouny._
Thanks, noble lady! I go in peace; may peace go with me! (_Goes
out._)
(_Nouferou takes cauldron of fire; and wax. She kneels by
the altar and models the form of a man; as she does so she
says_:—)
O noble Aahmes, may Nou protect thy hair!
O noble Aahmes, may Ra protect thine eyes!
(_Soft music begins._)
O noble Aahmes, may Anubis protect thy lips!
O noble Aahmes, may Isis protect thy neck!
O noble Aahmes, may Selket protect thy body!
O noble Aahmes, may Neith protect thine arms!
O noble Aahmes, may Nut protect thy legs!
O noble Aahmes, may Ptah protect thy feet!
I mould thee, Knoume moulds thee in beauty and strength, and
nourishes thee in the fields of the blessed! Heart of Aahmes,
thou art the dwelling of the creator of Aahmes. What thou doest,
he will do; what thou lovest, he will love!
(_She places statue on altar, and slowly moves round it,
waving her arms. She stands before the wax image and chants_:)
Aahmes, Aahmes, follow me
Where the poppy fields are white.
Aahmes, Aahmes, sleep the sleep
Deep with dreams of love’s delight.
Aahmes, Aahmes, follow me
Where there shines a hidden star.
Aahmes, Aahmes, turn thy feet
Where the golden dreamings are.
Aahmes, Aahmes, follow me
To the magic fields of sleep.
Aahmes, Aahmes, pluck the flower
That it work a spell more deep.
(_Dances round the altar, then says_:)
Aahmes, Aahmes, I am love,
Calling loudly in thy heart.
Aahmes, Aahmes, I am love;
Never more shall I depart.
_Ouny_ (_running in_).
I must awake the noble Ranoutet. Great Aahmes is below.
_Nouferou._
Hush! I will awaken her. Go you and bid him enter.
(_Ouny goes out. Nouferou puts out the fires. It gets very
dark. Aahmes enters, and she meets him._)
_Nouferou._
The Priestess Ranoutet bid me watch that none disturbed her body,
while she, in sleep, sought counsel of the great Ancestral One,
the ancient power that watches over Egypt.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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