Cleopatra — Volume 08 eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 72 pages of information about Cleopatra — Volume 08.

Cleopatra — Volume 08 eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 72 pages of information about Cleopatra — Volume 08.

The youths left Dion in front of the Temple of Isis.  Gorgias alone remained with him.  The architect led his friend to the Queen’s mausoleum near the sanctuary, where men were toiling busily by torchlight.  Alight scaffolding still surrounded it, but the lofty first story, containing the real tomb, was completed, and Dion admired the art with which the exterior of the edifice suggested its purpose.  Huge blocks of dark-grey granite formed the walls.  The broad front-solemn, almost gloomy in aspect-rose, sloping slightly, above the massive lofty door, surmounted by a moulding bearing the winged disk of the sun.  On either side were niches containing statues of Antony and Cleopatra cast in dark bronze, and above the cornice were brazen figures of Love and Death, Fame and Silence, ennobling the Egyptian forms with exquisite works of Hellenic art.

The massive door, adorned with brass figures in relief, would have resisted a battering-ram.  On the side of the steps leading to it lay Sphinxes of dark-green diorite.  Everything connected with this building, dedicated to death, was grave and massive, suggesting by its indestructibility the idea of eternity.

The second story was not yet finished; masons and stone-cutters were engaged in covering the strong walls with dark serpentine and black marble.  The huge windlass stood ready to raise a masterpiece of Alexandrian art.  This was intended for the pediment, and represented Venus Victrix with helmet, shield, and lance, leading a band of winged gods of love, little archers at whose head Eros himself was discharging arrows, and victoriously fighting against the three-headed Cerberus, death, already bleeding from many wounds.

There was no time to see the interior of the building, for Pyrrhus expected his guest to join him at the harbour at sunrise, and the eastern sky was already brightening with the approach of dawn.

As the friends reached the landing-place the brass dome of the Serapeum, which towered above everything, was glittering with dazzling splendour.

The pennons and masts of the fleet which was about to set sail from the harbour seemed steeped in a sea of golden light.  Tremulous reflections of the brazen and gilded figures on the prows of the vessels were mirrored in the undulating surface of the sea, and the long shadows of the banks of oars united galley after galley on the surface of the water like the meshes of a net.

Here the friends parted, and Dion walked down the quay alone to meet the freedman, who must have found it difficult to guide his boat out of this labyrinth of vessels.  The inspection of the mausoleum had detained the young father too long and, though disguised beyond recognition, he reproached himself for having recklessly incurred a danger whose consequences—­he felt this to-day for the first time—­would not injure himself alone.  The whole fleet was awaiting the signal for departure.  The vessels which did not belong to it had been obliged to moor in front of the Temple of Poseidon, and all were strictly forbidden to leave the anchorage.

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