"Nothing is impossible with the Author of creation!" said Remeses,
with great solemnity. And, then, after an instant's pause, he added
pleasantly--"On what does the sea of fire or the tortoise rest, my
dear prince? Which theory is the most difficult to receive? But I have
given astrology considerable attention, and if you will examine with
me some observations and calculations that I have made, I think you
will be with me in my novel opinion, that this earth _may prove_ to be
a sphere and in orbitual motion, with its seven planets, about the
sun; its annual progress in its circuit giving us seasons, its diurnal
motion night and day! But I see you stand perplexed and amazed. By and
by you shall be initiated into the mysteries of my studies. Let us
land!"
Farewell, dear mother. The great length of this letter renders it
necessary that I should close it abruptly, but believe me ever
Your dutiful son,
SESOSTRIS
LETTER XI.
PALACE OF RHODA, ON THE NILE.
MY BELOVED MOTHER:
In my last letter I narrated a conversation between Prince Remeses and
myself, upon the myths of Egypt and Phœnicia, and other subjects,
while being borne in his galley from the Memphis bank of the river
down to the Island of Rhoda. I have already described this beautiful
isle, and spoken of it as the favorite residence of the queen. It is
situated nearly midway between her two chief cities, On and Memphis,
both of which--one on the west and the other on the east--are in sight
from the top of the central pylon of her palace, that divides the
"court of fountains and statues" from her gardens.
Also from this point the queen commands, at one view, the noble
spectacle of her navy anchored in the river, and her armies encamped,
the one on the plain of Memphis, and the other upon that of Raamses.
I wrote you a letter day before yesterday, my dear mother, after my
return from a very interesting visit to the plain of Memphis, whither
the prince went in his state barge to review the 80,000 soldiers
encamped there. I will devote this letter to an account of a second
visit, and a description of the scenes I witnessed, and a narration of
the events which transpired.
Early this morning, when the queen and Remeses and I were about to be
seated at our repast; and, as the pious custom of the Egyptians of all
ranks is, Remeses having just asked the blessing of the gods before
partaking, lo! Prince Mœris, lord of the Thebaïd, came in
unannounced, accompanied by his favorite lion, which always follows
his steps or stalks by his side, and said, with bluntness unsuited to
the presence--
"Your majesty, I have come to say to you that I am ready to weigh
anchor and commence my voyage to the Cataracts! I await your orders
and pleasure!"
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