Having received these tokens of welcome, a train of servants presented
us wine in one-handled goblets. That of Remeses, and mine own, was of
gold and jewelled. The others were of silver or agate. The queen's was
presented to her in a single crystal, and that of the ladies in small,
delicate vases of some precious metal. The health of the queen, and of
the prince, and others present, was drunk, while music regaled our
senses. Remeses, who acted as ruler of the feast, pledged me to drink
thy health, my dear mother, which was responded to by all the company;
the Prince of Uz remarking, that the fame of your virtues and the
wisdom of your reign had reached his country. You may judge how my
heart swelled with pride and joy at this testimony to your
excellencies, O my noble and royal mother, from so dignified a source,
in the presence of such a company of witnesses! Until the dinner was
served up, various songs and performances were introduced, and at the
close of the banquet there were the wonderful dances of Arabian girls,
exhibitions of buffoonery, games, and feats of agility by jugglers. I
regret to say, that some of the guests retired overcome with wine, and
had to be borne on the shoulders of their servants to their homes;
while two of the ladies were freer with their little crystal goblets
than was seeming for their sex. The queen scarce touched the wine to
her lips, while Remeses preserved the severest temperance. After the
banquet, Remeses accompanied me to apartments in the palace, which he
said were for the future to be my abode. Here, taking leave of him, I
commenced this letter, which I now close, assuring you of my filial
love and reverence.
SESOSTRIS.
LETTER VI.
PALACE OF THE PHARAOHS, CITY OF ON.
MY DEAR AND HONORED MOTHER:
This morning, as I was about leaving the palace, in order to spend
several hours in traversing the city on foot, that I might see the
citizens at their pursuits, and observe the manners and customs of
this people, the Prince Remeses rode up in his silver-embossed
chariot, himself his own charioteer, two footmen, carrying their
sandals in their left hand, running by the side of his superb horses.
With that absence of form and ceremony which belongs to true
friendship, he did not wait for me to order my grand-chamberlain and
other chief officers of my retinue to receive him, but came straight
to the room "of the alabastron," so called from its alabaster columns,
which was my reception-room, and in the window of which he had seen me
from the street. I met him at the door of the ante-room, and when I
would have saluted him by laying his hand against my heart and then
raising it to my lips, he embraced me with affection.
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