Part 21 (1/2)
”The new-sown crops, the harvests, the thras.h.i.+ng of corn, and the vintages succeeded each other regularly in unison with the changes of the seasons. In the nights, ever clear, the great stars shed forth their beams. The days were steeped in an unchanging splendour. The sun and the moon were seen like a royal pair on either side of the horizon.
”We were enthroned in a world more sublime--twin monarchs, spouses from the bosom of eternity; he holding a sceptre with the head of a conchoupha, and I a sceptre with a lotus-flower, we stood with hands joined;--and the crash of empires did not change our att.i.tude.
”Egypt lay stretched beneath us, monumental and solemn, long, like the corridor of a temple, with obelisks at the right, pyramids at the left, its labyrinth in the middle; and everywhere avenues of monsters, forests of columns, ma.s.sive archways flanking gates which have for their summit the earth's sphere between two wings.
”The animals of her zodiac found their counterparts in her plains, and with their forms and colours filled her mysterious writings. Divided into twelve regions, as the year is into twelve months--each month, each day, having its G.o.d--she reproduced the immutable order of the heavens; and man, though he died, did not lose his lineaments, but, saturated with perfumes and becoming imperishable, he went to sleep for three thousand years in a silent Egypt.
”The latter, greater than the other, spread out beneath the earth.
Thither one descended by means of staircases leading to halls where were reproduced the joys of the good, the tortures of the wicked, everything that takes place in the third invisible world. Ranged along the walls, the dead, in painted coffins, awaited each their turn; and the soul, free from migrations, continued its sleep till it awakened in another life.
”Meanwhile, Osiris sometimes came back to see me. His shade made me the mother of Harpocrates.”
She gazes on the child:
”It is he! Those are his eyes; those are his tresses, curling like a ram's horns. Thou shalt begin his works over again. We shall bloom afresh, like the lotus. I am always the great Isis! n.o.body has ever yet lifted my veil! My offspring is the sun!
”Sun of spring, let the clouds obscure thy face! The breath of Typhon devours the pyramids. Just now I have seen the Sphinx fly away. He galloped off like a jackal.
”I am seeking for my priests--my priests in their linen robes, with great harps, carrying along a mystic skiff ornamented with paterae of silver. No more feasts on the lakes! no more illuminations in my Delta!
no more cups of milk at Philae! For a long time Apis has not reappeared.
”Egypt! Egypt! Thy great immovable G.o.ds have their shoulders whitened by the dung of birds, and the wind, as it pa.s.ses along the desert, carries with it the ashes of the dead!--Anubis, protector of shadows, do not leave me!”
The Cynocephalus vanishes.
She gives her child a shaking.
”But what aileth thee? ... thy hands are cold, thy head fallen back!”
Harpocrates has just died. Then she utters a cry so bitter, mournful, and heartrending, that Antony replies to it by another cry, while he opens his arms to support her.
She is no longer there. He hangs his head, overwhelmed with shame.
All that he has just seen becomes confused in his mind. It is like the stunning effect of a voyage, the uncomfortable sensation of drunkenness.
Fain would he hate; and yet a vague pity softens his heart. He begins to weep abundantly.
_Hilarion_--”What is it now that makes you sad?”
_Antony_, after questioning himself for a long time--”I am thinking of all the souls lost through these false G.o.ds!”
_Hilarion_--”Do you not find that they have--in some respects--resemblances to the true?”
_Antony_--”This is a trick of the Devil the better to seduce the faithful. He attacks the strong through the spirit, and the others through the flesh.”
_Hilarion_--”But l.u.s.t, in its furies, possesses the disinterestedness of penitence. The frantic love of the body accelerates its destruction--and by its weakness proclaims the extent of the impossible.”
_Antony_--”How is it that this affects me? My heart revolts with disgust against those brutish G.o.ds, always occupied with carnage and incest.”
_Hilarion_--”Recall to yourself in the Scriptures all the things that scandalise you because you cannot understand them. In the same way, these G.o.ds, under the outward form of criminals, may contain the truth.