The Literature of the Ancient EgyptiansBudge, E. A. Wallis (Ernest Alfred Wallis), Sir
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The Literature of the Ancient Egyptians
Budge, E. A. Wallis (Ernest Alfred Wallis), Sir
Egyptian literature -- History and criticism; Egyptian literature -- Translations into English
Sanehat continues: When I heard his voice speaking I rose up and fled.
My heart was cleft in twain, my arms dropped by my side, and trembling
seized all my limbs. I ran about distractedly, hither and thither,
seeking a hiding-place. I went into the thickets in order to find a
place wherein I could travel without being seen. I made my way upstream,
and I decided not to appear in the Palace, for I did not know but that
deeds of violence were taking place there. And I did not say, "Let life
follow it," but I went on my way to the district of the Sycamore. Then I
came to the Lake (or Island) of Seneferu, and I passed the whole day
there on the edge of the plain. On the following morning I continued my
journey, and a man rose up immediately in front of me on the road, and
he cried for mercy; he was afraid of me. When the night fell I walked
into the village of Nekau, and I crossed the river in an _usekht_ boat
without a rudder, by the help of the wind from the west. And I travelled
eastwards of the district of Aku, by the pass of the goddess Herit, the
Lady of the Red Mountain. Then I allowed my feet to take the road
downstream, and I travelled on to Anebuheq, the fortress that had been
built to drive back the Satiu (nomad marauders), and to hold in check
the tribes that roamed the desert. I crouched down in the scrub during
the day to avoid being seen by the watchmen on the top of the fortress.
I set out again on the march, when the night fell, and when daylight
fell on the earth I arrived at Peten, and I rested myself by the Lake of
Kamur. Then thirst came upon me and overwhelmed me. I suffered torture.
My throat was burnt up, and I said, "This indeed is the taste of death."
But I took courage, and collected my members (_i.e._ myself), for I
heard the sounds that are made by flocks and herds. Then the Satiu of
the desert saw me, and the master of the caravan who had been in Egypt
recognised me. And he rose up and gave me some water, and he warmed milk
[for me], and I travelled with the men of his caravan, and thus I passed
through one country after the other [in safety]. I avoided the land of
Sunu and I journeyed to the land of Qetem, where I stayed for a year and
a half.
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