Wisdom's Daughter 第2章 NOOT THE PROPHET COMES TO OZAL

CHAPTER II

 

NOOT THE PROPHET COMES TO OZAL

Such is the vision, such the dream that has haunted me through the
centuries, and brooding over it from age to age, I, Ayesha, doubt not
that in its substance it is true, though its trappings may be fancy-
wrought. At least this I know, that my spirit is the child of immortal
Wisdom, such as once men believed that Isis held, as my undying shape
is born of the beauty that is fabled Aphrodite's gift. At least it is
certain that even before I dipped me in the Fire of Life, the most of
learning and all human loveliness were mine. I know also that it was
my mission to bring Egypt to the dust, and did I not bring it to the
dust, smiting to its heart through proud Sidon, and Cyprus,
Aphrodite's home? And have I not for these deeds borne Aphrodite's
curse, as, because of Aphrodite's yoke laid upon my helpless neck, I
have borne and bear the curse of Isis, I whose destiny it is thus at
once to be the instrument and sport of rival powers whose battle-
ground is the heart of every one of us.

そのような物は、私を介して悩まされているような夢のビジョンです
何世紀にも、と疑問、I、 Ayeshaさん、時代から時代に終わっていない陰気
そのその虚飾があるかもしれませんが空想の物質で、それは、本当です
細工。少なくともこれは私の精神が不滅の子であることを、知っている
このような私の不滅の形状として、イシスが開催されたと信じて一度男性と知恵、
伝説のアフロディーテの贈り物である美しさから生まれている。少なくともそれはある
私は、生命の火の中のほとんどを私を浸し前であっても確信
学習とすべての人間の愛らしさは、私のものだった。私はそれがあったことも知っている
私の使命は、ほこりにエジプトをもたらすために、私はそれを持って来なかった
ほこり、誇りシドンを通じて心臓に強打し、キプロス、
アフロディーテの家？そして、私はこれらの行為のために負担していないアフロディーテ
なぜならアフロディーテのヨークなど、呪いは私の無力首、私は上に置い
負担とイシスの呪いを耐え、その運命、それがであるので、私た
一度戦いライバル勢力の楽器とスポーツすること
地面は私たち一人一人の心臓部です。

Alas! were my tale known, the world in its haste might judge me hardly
and think that I, who by burning its Phoenician props overturned an
ancient empire, am cruel-natured, or that because I sought the love of
a certain man and in my anger slew him when he turned from me, which
in truth I did not desire to do, that I am wanton and ungoverned. Yet
these things are not so, seeing that it was Fate, not I, that gave
Egypt to the Persian dog (whom in his turn I overthrew) and made of
its people slaves, and my flesh, not I, which after I had tasted of
the Fire that is Nature's Soul, cursed me with passion and its fruits,
perchance because I hated it and would never bow myself to it wholly,
I who followed after purity, desiring not man's love but Wisdom's
gifts and a crown of spiritual gold.

悲しいかな！私の物語は知られていた、その急いで世界はほとんど私を判断しないかもしれません
と私は、誰がそのフェニキア小道具を燃やすことによって覆さと思う
私は愛を求めたので、古代帝国は、残酷な気立ての午前、またはこと
特定の男性と私の怒りのスルー彼に彼が私からオフ、どの
真実に私は理不尽と統治されていないと思っている、やることを望んていませんでした。まだ
これらの事は、それは、私は運命ではなかったことを見て、そうではありません、それは与え
ペルシャ犬（彼の回転I倒しに）にエジプトとで作られた
その人々の奴隷、そして私が味わった後私の肉ではなく、私は、
自然の魂、情熱とその果実で私を呪った、ある火災
ひょっと私はそれを嫌ってと、完全にそれに自分自身を屈することはないので、
いない人の愛を希望、純度の後に続く私が、知恵の
ギフトや精神的な金の冠。

Moreover, I had earthly and righteous warrant to bring about Sidon's
fall and through it that of Egypt, seeing that their kings would have
put me to utter shame and robbed my father of his life, as shall be
told. So, too, I had the warrant of a woman's heart to worship the man
I sought and for the death I brought upon him in my jealous madness my
soul has paid full measure in remorse and tears. Still, since justice
is hard to come by here on the earth, or even in the heaven above, I
know that some would judge me harshly and must bear it with the rest.
Even Holly, and at times my Lord Leo who once was named Kallikrates,
have cherished such thoughts, though their lips dare not utter them,
for I read it in their minds which to me are as an open book.
Therefore never shall Holly, nor my lord either, look upon this
written truth, lest therefrom they might distil some poison of
mistrustful doubt, for it is sure that all men stain the whiteness of
pure verity to the colour of their twisted minds. Therefore, too, I
write it in tongues and symbols that they do not understand, which yet
shall be deciphered in their season.

As I taught Holly long ago in the caves of Kor, and truly, though
afterward for some forgotten reason of my own or to give him food for
thought, I may perhaps have changed my tale, puzzling him with stories
of great Alexander and the rest, by my mortal birth I am an Arabian of
the purest and most noble blood, born in Yaman the Happy and in the
sweet city of Ozal. My father was named Yarab after the great ancestor
of our race, and I, his only child, was named Ayesha after my highborn
mother. Of her, whom I never knew, for she was gathered to the bosom
of whatever god she worshipped but one moon from my birth, this is
said.

At first she would not look upon me, being angered because I was not a
son, but at length at my father's pleading she was prevailed upon to
command that I should be brought to her. When she saw how fair a babe
Heaven had given her, such a babe as had not been known or told of
among our people, she was amazed and put up a prayer that she might
die. This, those who knew her declared, she did for two reasons:--
first because, foreseeing my greatness, she desired that I alone
should hold my father's heart and that of all our tribe, and secondly
because she feared lest, should she live, she might bear other
children whom she would hate when she compared them to my perfectness.

So it came about as, amongst others, my father told me often, that her
prayer was granted and having kissed and blessed me, for a while she
entered into rest.

This is the true story of her end, not the other, which those who
envied me put about in after days, that owing to certain revelations
which came to her at the time of my birth, as to the deeds which I was
doomed to do and the loves and hates which I was doomed to earn, my
mother thought it better to ask death from her gods rather than to
continue in a life which she must live out at my side. This tale, my
father often swore to me when I asked him of it, was as false as the
changeful pictures which are seen at sunset on the desert, and
sometimes at noonday also.

For the rest this beloved father of mine took no other wife while I
was yet a child, fearing lest for her own sake, or her children's, she
should be jealous and maltreat me, and afterward when I became a
maiden, because I would not suffer that another woman should share the
rule of his household with me. As I showed to him, he had servants in
plenty and these should be enough, to which he bowed his head and
answered that without doubt my will was that of God.

Thus it came about that I grew up with my noble father, his adviser
and his strength, and through him, or rather with him, ruled all his
great tribe, who always worshipped me. Be it admitted that from the
first, or at least from the time that I came to womanhood, I brought
him trouble as well as blessing, though through no fault of my own,
but because of the beauty with which, as in those days I believed,
Isis, or Aphrodite, or both of them, had endowed me for their own
divine purposes. Very soon this beauty of mine, also my wit and
knowledge, were noised abroad through all Arabia, so that princes came
from far to court me, and afterward quarrelled and fought, for, being
gentle-hearted, I said a kind word to every one of them and left them
to reason out which was the kindest.

This, for the most part, they did with spears and arrows after the
fashion of violent and insensate men, so that there was much fighting
on my account, which made my father some enemies, because the people
of certain of the princes who were killed swore that I had promised
myself in marriage to them. This, however, I had never done, who
desired to marry no man that I might become a slave, cooped up in a
fortress to bear children that I did not desire with some jealous
tyrant for their father. Nay, being higher-hearted than any of my
time, already I sought to rule the world, and if I must have any
lover, to choose one whom I wished, and, when I wished, to have done
with him.

But at that time I asked no lover who myself was in love--with wisdom.
Knowledge, I saw, was strength, and if I would rule, first I must
learn. Therefore I studied deeply, taking for masters all the wisest
in Arabia who were proud to teach Ayesha the Beautiful, daughter and
heiress of Yarab the great chief who could call ten thousand spears to
his standards, all of his own tribe; and ten thousand more sworn to us
but not of our blood.

I learned of the stars, a deep learning this that taught my soul its
littleness, though it is true that while I studied I wondered, as
still I wonder now, in which of them I was destined to rule when my
day on earth was done. For always from the beginning I knew that
wherever I am, there I must be the first and reign.

Perchance I had learned this aforetime in the halls of Isis who then
to me had seemed so great, though afterward contemplating those stars
in the silence of the desert night, I came to understand that even the
Universal Mother, as men named her in those far days, was herself but
small, one who must fight for sovereignty with Aphrodite and other
gods.

Holly has told me much of what the astronomers in these latter years
have won of Nature's secrets: of how they number and weigh the stars,
and measure to a mile their infinite distance from the earth, and how
assuredly that each of them, even the farthest, is a sun as great or
greater than our own, round which revolve worlds unseen. He has been
astonished also, and affected to disbelieve, when I answered him, that
we of Arabia guessed all these things over two thousand years ago, and
indeed knew some of them. Yet, so it was.

Thus communing with greatness, my soul grew ever greater.

Moreover, I sought other and deeper lore. There wandered a certain
strange man to our town, Ozal, where my father kept his court, if so
it may be called, that is when we were not camping with our great
herds in the desert, as we did at certain seasons of the year after
the rains had caused the wilderness to throw up herbage. This man,
named Noot, was always aged and white-haired, ugly to look on, with a
curious wrinkled face of the colour of parchment, much such a face as
that of Holly will be should he attain to his years. Indeed in this
and other ways he was so like to Holly that often I think that in him
dwells something of Noot's spirit now returned again to earth, as that
of Kallikrates has returned to Leo.

Now this Noot, who came to Egypt none knew whence, for by birth he was
not Egyptian, had been the high-priest of Isis and /Kherheb/ or Chief
Magician in Egypt, one who had much power on earth and still more
beyond the earth, since he was in touch with things divine. Moreover,
he was an honest magician and told the truth even to the kings, as the
gods and his wisdom showed it to him, and this was the cause of his
downfall, for woe betide those who tell the truth to kings or to any
who wield the sceptre of their might. On a certain day Nectanebes, the
first of that name, the Pharaoh of Egypt whom others called Nekht-
nebf, after a victory he had gained over the Persians, was filled with
pride and took counsel with Noot, his Chief Magician, bidding Noot
search out the future and tell him of glories to come to Egypt and to
the Royal House, after he had been gathered to Osiris, that thereon he
might feed his soul.

Noot answered that it was wiser to leave the future to care for itself
and to satisfy his heart with the present and its joys and greatness.

Then the Pharaoh grew wrath and bade him fulfil his command.

So Noot bowed and went, and alone in some tomb or sanctuary drew the
circles, uttered the words of power, and called upon the gods he
served to show him such things as should befall to Egypt and to
Pharaoh's House.

The magic sleep fell upon him and in it appeared the Spirit of Truth
and spoke to him dreadful words of fate and doom. These she bade him
deliver to Pharaoh, but when they were spoken to fly for his life's
sake from Egypt and seek out a maiden called Ayesha, the daughter of
Yarab, the Sheik of Ozal, and with her take refuge since she was an
appointed instrument of Heaven. Moreover, this spirit commanded him to
consult the maiden Ayesha in everything and impart to her all his
gathered learning and the very secrets of the gods that had been
revealed to him, that to any other it would be death to speak.

Now in the morning Noot went into the presence of Pharaoh who rejoiced
to see him, and cried,

"Be welcome, /Kherheb/, the first of all magicians, you that men say
were born beyond the earth, you in whom lives the spirit of Maat,
goddess of Truth. Tell me now what the gods have revealed to you as to
the glories they prepare for the ancient land of Egypt, and the House
of me the Pharaoh who have made her great again, driving out the dogs
of Persians!"

"Life! Blood! Strength! O Pharaoh!" answered Noot, saluting in the
ancient form. "I have heard the word of Pharaoh who commanded me
against my counsel to make divination and to seek to learn of the
future from the gods. Behold! the gods hearkened. Behold! by the mouth
of Maat, Lady of Truth, the goddess of the land where I was born, they
spoke to me in the silence of the night. Thus they spoke. 'Say to
Nectanebes who impiously dares to lift the veil of Time, that because
he has fought for Egypt against the Barbarians who worship other gods,
it is granted to him to die in his bed which shall chance ere long.
Say that after him shall come a usurper whom the Barbarians shall
defeat, so that he dies a slave in the land of Persia. Say that after
him the son of Pharaoh shall wear the Double Crown and be called by
the name of Pharaoh, the last of the true Blood of Egypt who shall
ever sit upon its throne. Say that this son of his is accursed because
he is in league with evil spirits and has worked apostasy, putting
about his neck the chain of Aphrodite of the Greeks and the chains of
Baal and of Moloch which never can be broken. Therefore, though he
make many false offerings, yet is he accursed and the Barbarians shall
overcome him, so that he flees away, nor shall all his magic be a
shield to him. Because of him Egypt shall fall and her cities shall be
burned and her children slaughtered and her temples desecrated, and
never more shall one of her pure and ancient blood hold her sceptre.'
Such is the oracle that the gods have commanded me to speak, O
Pharaoh."

Now when Nectanebes heard these awful decrees of Fate upon him and
upon his son, he trembled and rent his robes. Then rage took him and
he reviled Noot the Prophet, calling him a liar and a traitor, and
saying that he would make an end of him and his prophecies together.
But because they were alone together within a chamber, before he could
summon guards to kill him, Noot, helped of Heaven, fled away out of
the palace and as darkness was falling, mingled with the throng and
could not be found by the soldiers who sought him.

Ere daylight he was far from the city and, disguised, escaped from
Egypt, bringing with him only his /Kherheb's/ staff of power, also the
ancient sacred books of spells or words of strength that were hidden
in his robes. With these he brought, moreover, a little ancient image
of Isis which he made use of in his divination and prayed before by
day and night.

 

Thus it came about awhile later, one eve when I, the young maiden
Ayesha, stood alone in the desert communing with my soul and drawing
wisdom from the stars, that there appeared before me a withered,
ancient man who, when he saw me, knelt down and bowed to me. I looked
on him and asked,

"Why, aged One, do you kneel to me who am but a mortal?"

"Are you indeed a mortal?" he asked. "Methought that I who am the
head-priest of Isis saw in you the goddess come to earth, and indeed,
Lady, I seem to see the holy blood of Isis coursing in your veins."

"It is true, Priest, that of this goddess whom my mother worshipped I
have dreams and memories and that sometimes she seems to speak with me
in sleep, yet I tell you that I am but a mortal, the daughter of Yarab
the far-famed," I answered to him.

"Then you are that maiden whom I am commanded to seek, she who is
named Ayesha. Know, Lady, that great is your destiny, greater than
that of any kind, and that it is revealed to me that you will become
immortal."

"All who believe in the gods trust to find the pearl, Immortality,
beneath Death's waters, O Priest."

"Yes, Lady, but the immortality that is foretold for you is different
and begins upon the earth, and I confess that I understand it not,
though perhaps it may be an immortality of fame."

"Nor I, Priest. But meanwhile, what would you of me?"

"Shelter and food, Lady."

"And what can you offer for these, Priest?"

"Learning, Lady."

"That I think I have already."

"Nay, Lady Ayesha, not such learning as I can give; the knowledge of
the secrets of the gods; spells that will sway the hearts of kings,
magic that will show things afar and call ghosts from the grave, power
that will set him who wields it upon the pinnacle of worship----"

"Stay!" I broke in. "You are old and ugly! you are tired, your foot
bleeds, you seek protection, and it seems to me that you need food.
How comes it that one who can command so much lore and power is in
want of such things as these that the humblest peasant does not lack,
and must seek to purchase them with flatteries?"

When he heard these words, of a sudden the aspect of that old man
changed. To me his shrunken body seemed to swell, his face grew fierce
and set, and a strange light shone in his deep eyes.

"Maiden," he said in another voice, "I perceive that you are in truth
in need of such a teacher as I am. Had you the inner wisdom, you would
not judge by the outward appearance and you would know that ofttimes
the gods bring misfortunes upon those they love in order that thereby
they may work their ends. Beauty is yours, wit is yours, and a great
destiny awaits you, though with it, as I think, great sorrow. Yet one
thing is lacking to you--humility--and that you must learn beneath the
rods of destiny. But of these matters we will talk afterward.
Meanwhile, as you say, I need food and shelter, which are necessary to
all while still they labour in the flesh. Lead me to your father!"

 

Without more talk though not without fear, I guided this strange
wanderer to our tents, for at the time we were camping in the desert,
and into the presence of my father, Yarab, who gave him hospitality
after the Arab fashion, but save for the common words of courtesy,
held no converse with him that night.

On the following morning before we struck our camp, however, they had
much speech together, and at the end of it I was summoned to the great
tent.

"Daughter," said my father, pointing to the wanderer who was sitting
cross-legged on a carpet before him after the fashion of an Egyptian
scribe, "I have questioned this learned man, our guest. I discover
from him that he is the First Magician of Egypt, the head-priest also
of the greatest goddess of that land, she whom your mother worshipped.
At least, he says he was these things--but now, having quarrelled with
Pharaoh, that he is nothing but a beggar, which is a strange state for
a magician. Also, according to his tale, Pharaoh seeks his life, as he
declares, because of certain prophecies that he made to him concerning
the fate of Egypt and of Pharaoh's House. It seems that he desires to
abide here with us and to impart his wisdom to you, which wisdom, it
is evident, has brought him to an evil case. Now I ask you, as one
gifted with discretion beyond your years, what answer shall I return
to him? If I keep this Noot here, for that he tells me, is his name,
though of his race and country he will say nothing, perchance Pharaoh,
whose arm is long, will come to seek him and bring war upon us, and if
I sent him away, perchance I turn my back upon a messenger from the
gods. What then shall I do?"

"Ask him, my Father; seeing that one who prophesies evil to the
Pharaoh to his own ruin must be a truthful man."

Then my father stroked his long beard, being perplexed, and inquired
of the wanderer whether he should keep him or send him away.

Noot replied that he thought that my father would do well to send him
away, but better to keep him. He said that he had no revelation on the
matter, though if it were wished he would seek one, but he believed
that although his presence might bring trouble, from his dismissal
would come yet worse trouble. He added that in a vision he had been
commanded by the goddess Isis to find out a certain Lady Ayesha and
become her instructor in mysteries that the purposes of Heaven might
be fulfilled, and that it was ill to flout goddesses whose arms were
even longer than those of Pharaoh.

Now for the second time my father who did nothing great or small
without my counsel, asked my judgment on the matter after I had heard
the words of Noot. I pondered, remembering what the wanderer had
promised to me in the desert, namely, knowledge and the secrets of the
gods, also spells that would sway the hearts of kings, with the gifts
of magic and of power. At length I answered,

"To what end is all this empty talk, my Father? Has not this stranger
eaten of your bread and salt and is it the custom of our people to
drive away from their doors for no fault those to whom they have given
hospitality?"

"True," said my father. "If he were to be sent hence, it should have
been done at once. Abide in my shadow, Noot, and pray your gods to
bring a blessing on me."

 

So Noot, the priest and prophet, remained with us and from the first
day of his coming, opened out to my eager eyes all the scrolls of his
secret lore. Still it is true that he brought to my father, not
blessing but death, as shall be told, though this did not come for
many moons.

Meanwhile he taught and I learned, for his knowledge flowed into my
soul like a river into the desert and filled its thirsty sand with
life. Of all that I learned from him, because of the oaths I swore,
even now it is not lawful that I should write, but it is true that in
those years of study I grew near to the gods and wrested many a secret
from the clenched hands of Nature.

Moreover, though as yet I did not take the vows, I became a votary of
Isis, as Noot, her high-priest, had authority to make me, and one of
the inner circle. Yes, I determined even then that I would forswear
marriage and all fleshly joys and make to Isis the offering of my
life, while she through her priest vowed to me in return such power
and wisdom as had scarce been given to any woman before me.

Thus the time went by till at length fell the blow and I--for all my
wisdom--never heard Aphrodite laughing behind her veil. Nor indeed did
Noot, but then he was an old man, who, as I drew out of him, save
those of his mother, had not once touched a woman's lips. All learning
was his, but it seemed that in his search for it there were some
things he had passed by. At least so I believed, or rather half-
believed, at this time, but as I learned afterward, there are matters
upon which even the most holy think it no shame to lie, since in the
end Noot confessed to me that in his youth he had been as are other
men. Also I think that he heard the laughter of Aphrodite, though I
did not. However these things may be, as I was to discover afterward,
Mother Isis is a stern mistress to whoever looks the other way.

Also, although Noot told me much, he hid more. Not for many a year was
I to learn that he was a citizen of the ancient, ruined land of Kor,
and the only one who knew the fearful mystery it hid, which in a far
day to come he was commanded to reveal to me, Ayesha, and to no other
man or woman. Nor did he tell me that it was the purpose of Heaven
that under her other shape and name of Truth I should again establish
the worship of Isis in that land and once more make of it a queen of
the world. Yet these things were so and therefore was he sent to me
and for no other reason. Therefore was he commanded to reveal the doom
of Egypt to Nectanebes, that this Pharaoh in his wrath might drive
him, a wanderer, to our tents at Ozal there to dwell for years and
instruct me, the chosen, in all things that I must learn, so that when
at last the appointed hour dawned, I might be fitted for my mighty
task.

 

But all this while Aphrodite laughed on behind her veil!