How shall I describe what I behold? Every new object enchants me, and
moves my soul with a fresh pleasure. I am intoxicated, not with wine,
but with the splendor of art and scenes of beauty, and with
manifestations of human glory and power hitherto inconceivable. I have
heard my royal father describe the glory of Salem in Palestine, under
the princes of the dynasty of Melchisedec, with its gorgeous temples
to the Sun, and its palaces of marble, its hanging gardens, and noble
terraces overlooking its flower-enamelled valleys; but the cities of
Egypt surpass this Syriac magnificence.
In coming hither, across the Levantine seas, from Syria, I seem to
have crossed to the shores of that mystic world where dwell the sacred
divinities, rather than only to another land of the plane of the
earth; for Egypt, compared with the kingdom of Phœnicia seems truly
the land of the blessed. What far-famed warriors! what stately
priests, clothed with power from the gods! what superb princes! what a
majestic queen! what grace and dignity in the virgins of the Sun! what
a stupendous system of worship! what mighty mausoleums, both tomb and
temple, rising like mountains hewn into solid triangles everywhere
over the illimitable plain! What a land of verdure and of
flowers!--land of gardens and palaces, obelisks and fountains, fanes
and altars, sphinxes and gigantic statues!--land, comprising all that
can delight the heart or take captive the sense!
I ask myself--Am I, indeed, in Egypt, the "Land shadowing with wings,"
as those proud Pharaohs, Thothmeses I. and II., termed it, upon their
winged globe-carved shields?--am I in Egypt, the glory of the earth,
the kingdom above all kingdoms, whose queen is above all the monarchs
that reign, and before the elevation of whose golden sceptre all
sceptres fall?
I have not yet, my dearest mother, seen, save at a distance, as she
was ascending the steps of her palace, this mighty queen of the
ancient house of the Pharaohs; but the third day hence I shall be
formally presented to her in the throne-room, where she receives the
ambassadors and princes of the nations who come into Egypt either to
learn arts or arms, or to behold the magnificence of her empire, or to
study the religion, laws, and government of a nation, the fame of
which has filled the earth.
Upon my arrival with my galleys off the mouths of the Nile, I
forwarded to her, by a private messenger in my gilded barge, the
letters written by your loving hand and sealed with the regal signet
of your kingdom, commending me to her personal favor and royal
consideration.
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