When Remeses came before her, he turned his horses towards her and
remained at her side. Past them marched first the foot-soldiers. To
the sound of drums and the tramp of ten thousand sandals, they wheeled
into the arena of temples, elevating their war-hacked symbols, each
man laden with his spoil. Then it was, that a company of sacred
virgins, issuing from the temple of Athor, each with a silver star
upon her brow, all clad in white, and bearing branches of flowers,
green palm-branches, ivy and lotus leaves, cast them before the army,
and sang with beautiful voices the hymn of the Conqueror. As they
passed, the priests, with censers, waved incense towards them, and
others sprinkled sacred water in the path of the battle-worn warriors.
The soldiers responded to the hymn of the maidens with a loud chorus,
that rent the skies as they marched and sang.
When half the army had defiled, there came a procession of Ethiopian
cars and wagons, drawn by captured oxen, and laden with trophies. Upon
one was piled scores of shields, another was filled with helmets, a
third bristled with spears, and a fourth was weighed down by cuirasses
and swords. After many hundreds of these had passed--for the whole
Ethiopian army was destroyed and their possessions captured--came
chariots, heavy with chests containing gold, and silver, and bronze
vessels; others glaring with ivory tusks; others full of blocks of
ebony. Five royal elephants, with their castles and keepers, and a
troop of camels, laden with treasures and mounted by their
wild-looking guides, preceded a body of horse escorting the purple
pavilion of the captive king--a gorgeous yet barbaric edifice of ivory
frames, covered with silk and fringed with gold. Next came a painted
car containing his wives, all of whom were closely veiled, and
followed by a train of royal servants and slaves.
Bringing up the rear of the immense procession was another large body
of horse, at the head of a long column of captives, twelve thousand in
number--the disarmed and chained soldiers of the defeated monarch.
Such a spectacle of human misery, such an embodiment of human
woe!--how can I depict the scene, my mother! Perhaps when I am older,
and have seen more of war than I have, I may feel less sympathy at a
sight so painful, and be more indifferent to the necessary horrors of
this dread evil.
Their features denoted them to be of a race very different from the
Egyptian. They were slender and tall, with swarthy, but not black,
faces like the Nubians--showing more of the Oriental than the African
in their physiognomy. Their long hair hung half-way down the back, and
they were dressed in costumes as various as the tribes which composed
the army of Occhoris.
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