The Pharaoh and the Priest: An Historical Novel of Ancient EgyptPrus, Bolesław
History
The Pharaoh and the Priest: An Historical Novel of Ancient Egypt
Prus, Bolesław
Egypt -- History -- To 332 B.C. -- Fiction
The madness of greeting spread to the barge of Rameses: officers,
soldiers, and oarsmen pressed into one throng and strove to outshout
one another. Tutmosis, forgetting the heir to the throne, clambered up
on the prow, and almost flew into the water.
Meanwhile a trumpet sounded from the pharaoh's barge, and soon after
one answered from the barge of Rameses. A second signal, and the barge
of the heir touched the great barge of the pharaoh.
Some official called to Rameses. From barge to barge they extended a
gangway of cedar with carved railings, and the prince found himself
next in the embrace of his father.
The presence of the pharaoh, or the storm of shouts roaring about him,
so stunned Prince Rameses that he could not utter a syllable. He fell
at his father's feet, and the lord of the world pressed the heir to
his sacred bosom.
A moment later the side walls of the tent rose, and all the people on
both banks of the Nile saw their ruler on a throne, and on the high
step of it Rameses kneeling, with his head on the breast of his
father.
Such silence followed that the rustling of banners on the barges was
audible. Then on a sudden burst forth one immense roar, greater than
all which had preceded. With this the Egyptian people honored the
reconciliation of son and father; they greeted their present, and
saluted their future ruler.
If any man had reckoned on dissensions in the sacred family of the
pharaoh, he might convince himself then that the new royal branch held
to its parent trunk firmly.
His holiness looked very ill. After the tender greeting of his son, he
commanded him to sit at the side of the throne.
"My soul was rushing forth toward thee, Rameses," said he, "and all
the more ardently the better were the tidings which I had of thee.
To-day I see not only that thou hast the heart of a lion, but that
thou art a man full of prudence, who knows how to estimate his own
acts, who is able to restrain himself, and who feels for the interests
of Egypt."
When the prince, filled with emotion, was silent and kissed his
father's feet, the pharaoh continued,--
"Thou hast done well to renounce command of the Greek regiments,
because from this day the corps in Memphis is thine, thou art its
commander."
"My father!" whispered the heir, trembling.
"Besides, in Lower Egypt, which is open on three sides to attacks of
hostile nations, I need a wise, active man, who will watch all things
round him, weigh them well in his heart, and act promptly. For this
reason I appoint thee my lieutenant in that half of the kingdom."
Abundant tears flowed from the prince's eyes. With those tears he
bade farewell to his youth; he greeted power, to which his soul had
turned for years with uncertainty and longing.
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