[Footnote 1: i.e. sitting on a seat in a tavern built on the river bank.]
[Footnote 2: Compare,
“There
the tears of earth are dried;
There
its hidden things are clear;
There
the work of life is tried
By
a juster judge than here.”
—Hymns
Ancient and Modern, No. 401.]
The man who was tired of life did not stand alone in his discontent with the surroundings in which he lived, and with his fellow-man, for from a board inscribed in hieratic in the British Museum (No. 5645) we find that a priest of Heliopolis called Khakhepersenb, who was surnamed Ankhu, shared his discontent, and was filled with disgust at the widespread corruption and decadence of all classes of society that were everywhere in the land. In the introduction to this description of society as he saw it, he says that he wishes he possessed new language in which to express himself, and that he could find phrases that were not trite in which to utter his experience. He says that men of one generation are very much like those of another, and have all done and said the same kind of things. He wishes to unburden his mind, and to remove his moral sickness by stating what he has to say in words that have not before been used. He then goes on to say, “I ponder on the things that have taken place, and the events that have occurred throughout the land. Things have happened, and