The Pharaoh and the Priest: An Historical Novel of Ancient EgyptPrus, Bolesław
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The Pharaoh and the Priest: An Historical Novel of Ancient Egypt
Prus, Bolesław
Egypt -- History -- To 332 B.C. -- Fiction
And he turned and went to an interior chamber.
"O Astoreth!" groaned the Phœnician.
His lips grew blue, and his hands trembled so that he was hardly able
to wrap up the goblet.
A couple of days later Dagon sailed down with his goblet to Sarah's
house. He was arrayed in robes interwoven with gold; in his thick
beard were glass globulets from which issued perfumes, and he had
fastened two plumes to his head.
"Beautiful Sarah," began he, "may Jehovah pour on thy family as many
blessings as there are waters in the Nile at present! We Phœnicians
and ye Jews are brethren and neighbors. I am inflamed with such ardor
of love for thee that didst thou not belong to our most worthy lord I
would give Gideon ten talents for thee, and would take thee for my
lawful wife. So enamored am I."
"May God preserve me," answered Sarah, "from wanting another lord
beyond the one who is mine at this moment. But whence, worthy Dagon,
did the desire come to thee to-day of visiting our lord's servant?"
"I will tell thee the truth, as if thou wert Tamara, my wife, who, a
real daughter of Sidon, though she brought me a large dowry, is old
now and not worthy to take off thy sandals."
"In the honey flowing from thy lips there is much wormwood," put in
Sarah.
"Let the honey," replied Dagon, sitting down, "be for thee and let the
wormwood poison my heart. Our lord Prince Rameses--may he live through
eternity!--has the mouth of a lion and the keenness of a vulture. He
has seen fit to rent his estate to me. This has filled my stomach with
delight; but he does not trust me, so I lay awake whole nights from
anxiety, I only sigh and cover my bed with tears, in which bed would
that thou wert resting with me, O Sarah, instead of my wife Tamara,
who cannot rouse desire in me any longer."
"That is not what thou wishest to say," interrupted the blushing
Sarah.
"I know not what I wish to say, since I have looked on thee, and since
our lord, examining my activity on his estates, struck with a cane and
took health from my scribe who was collecting dues there from tenants.
And these dues were not for me. Sarah, but for our lord. It is not I
who will eat the figs and wheaten bread from those lands, but thou and
our lord. I have given money to our lord and jewels to thee. Why then
should the low Egyptian rabble impoverish our lord and thee, Sarah? To
show how greatly thou rousest my desire and that from these estates I
wish nothing but reserve all for thee and our lord, I give this goblet
of pure gold set with jewels and covered with carving at which the
gods themselves would be astonished."
Then Dagon drew forth from the cloth the goblet refused by Prince
Rameses.
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