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Portrait of Bolesław Prus Bolesław Prus The Pharaoh and the Priest: An Historical Novel of Ancient Egypt

To-day thou wilt learn what a source of sensations lack of money is. A man in need of money has no appetite, he springs up in sleep, he looks at women with astonishment, as if to ask, ‘Why were they created?’ Fire flashes in his face in the coolest temple. In the middle of a desert shivers of cold pass through him during the greatest heat. He looks like a madman; he does not hear what people say to him. Very often he walks along with his wig awry and forgets to sprinkle it with perfume. His only comfort is a pitcher of strong wine, and that for a brief moment.
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Portrait of Bolesław Prus Bolesław Prus The Pharaoh and the Priest: An Historical Novel of Ancient Egypt

Be greeted, Nile, sacred river, which appearest on this country! Thou comest in peace, to give life to Egypt. O hidden deity who scatterest darkness, who moistenest the fields, to bring food to dumb animals, O Thou the precious one, descending from heaven to give drink to the earth, O friend of bread, Thou who gladdenest our cottages! Thou art the master of fishes; when Thou art in our fields no bird dares touch the harvest. Thou art the creator of grain and the parent of barley; Thou givest rest to the hands of millions of the unfortunate and for ages Thou securest the sanctuary.
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Portrait of Bolesław Prus Bolesław Prus The Pharaoh and the Priest: An Historical Novel of Ancient Egypt

The state is something more magnificent than the temple in Thebes, something grander than the pyramid of Cheops, something more ancient than the subterranean temple of the Sphinx, something more enduring than granite—in that immense though invisible edifice people are like ants in some cranny of a cliff, and the pharaoh a mere travelling architect who is barely able to lay one stone in the wall of the edifice and then go on farther.
Source: Gutenberg

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