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souls； they understand us； for all that we have imposed silence on
them。 The darkness increases within； although the place is open to the
sky； and the icy wind blows more mournfully than it did outside。 A
penetrating humiditya humidity altogether unknown in this country
before the inundationchills us to the bone。 We are now in that part
of the temple which was left uncovered； the part where the faithful
used to kneel。 The sonority of the granites round about exaggerates
the noise of the oars on the enclosed water； and there is something
confusing in the thought that we are rowing and floating between the
walls where formerly； and for centuries； men were used to prostrate
themselves with their foreheads on the stones。
And now it is quite dark； the hour grows late。 We have to bring the
boat close to the walls to distinguish the hieroglyphs and rigid gods
which are engraved there as finely as by the burin。 These walls；
washed for nearly four years by the inundation； have already taken on
at the base that sad blackish colour which may be seen on the old
Venetian palaces。
Halt and silence。 It is dark and cold。 The oars no longer move； and we
hear only the sighing of the wind and the lapping of the water against
the columns and the bas…reliefsand then suddenly there comes the
noise of a heavy body falling； followed by endless eddies。 A great
carved stone has plunged； at its due hour； to rejoin in the black
chaos below its fellows that have already disappeared； to rejoin the
submerged temples and old Coptic churches； and the town of the first
Christian centuriesall that was once the Isle of Philae； the 〃pearl
of Egypt；〃 one of the marvels of the world。
The darkness is now extreme and we can see no longer。 Let us go and
shelter； no matter where； to await the moon。 At the end of this
uncovered hall there opens a door which gives on to deep night。 It is
the holy of holies； heavily roofed with granite； the highest part of
the temple； the only part which the waters have not yet reached； and
there we are able to put foot to earth。 Our footsteps resound noisily
on the large resonant flags； and the owls take to flight。 Profound
darkness； the wind and the dampness freeze us。 Three hours to go
before the rising of the moon； to wait in this place would be our
death。 Rather let us return to Chelal； and shelter ourselves in any
lodging that offers； however wretched it may be。
*****
A tavern of the horrible village in the light of an electric lamp。 It
reeks of absinthe； this desert tavern； in which we warm ourselves at a
little smoking fire。 It has been hastily built of old tin boxes； of
the debris of whisky cases； and by way of mural decoration the
landlord； an ignorant Maltese； has pasted everywhere pictures cut from
our European pornographic newspapers。 During our hours of waiting；
Nubians and Arabians follow one another hither； asking for drink； and
are supplied with brimming glassfuls of our alcoholic beverages。 They
are the workers in the new factories who were formerly healthy beings；
living in the open air。 But now their faces are stained with coal
dust； and their haggard eyes look unhappy and ill。
*****
The rising of the moon is fortunately at hand。 Once more in our boat
we make our way slowly towards the sad rock which to…day is Philae。
The wind has fallen with the night； as happens almost invariably in
this country in winter； and the lake is calm。 To the mournful yellow
sky has succeeded one that is blue…black； infinitely distant； where
the stars of Egypt scintillate in myriads。
A great glimmering light shows now in the east and at length the full
moon rises； not blood…coloured as in our climates but straightway very
luminous； and surrounded by an aureole of a kind of mist； caused by
the eternal dust of the sands。 And when we return to the baseless
kiosklulled always by the Nubian song of the boatmena great disc
is already illuminating everything with a gentle splendour。 As our
little boat winds in and out； we see the great ruddy disc passing and
repassing between the high columns； so striking in their archaism；
whose images are repeated in the water； that is now grown calmmore
than ever a kiosk of dreamland； a kiosk of old…world magic。
In returning to the temple of the goddess； we follow for a second time
the submerged road between the capitals and friezes of the colonnade
which emerge like a row of little reefs。
In the uncovered hall which forms the entrance to the temple； it is
still dark between the sovereign granites。 Let us moor our boat
against one of the walls and await the good pleasure of the moon。 As
soon as she shall have risen high enough to cast her light here； we
shall see clearly。
It begins by a rosy glimmer on the summit of the pylons； and then
takes the form of a luminous triangle； very clearly defined； which
grows gradually larger on the immense wall。 Little by little it
descends towards the base of the temple； revealing to us by degrees
the intimidating presence of the bas…reliefs； the gods； goddesses and
hieroglyphs； and the assemblies of people who make signs among
themselves。 We are no longer alonea whole world of phantoms has been
evoked around us by the moon； some little； some very large。 They had
been hiding there in the shadow and now suddenly they recommence their
mute conversations； without breaking the profound silence； using only
their expressive hands and raised fingers。 And now also the colossal
Isis begins to appearthe one carved on the left of the portico by
which you enter； first； her refined head with its bird's helmet；
surmounted by a solar disc； then； as the light continues to descend；
her neck and shoulders； and her arm； raised to make who knows what
mysterious； indicating sign； and finally the slim nudity of her torso；
and her hips close bound in a sheath。 Behold her now； the goddess；
come completely out of the shadow。 。 。 。 But she seems surprised and
disturbed at seeing at her feet； instead of the stones she had known
for two thousand years； her own likeness； a reflection of herself；
that stretches away； reversed in the mirror of the water。 。 。 。
And suddenly； in the mist of the deep nocturnal calm of this temple；
isolated here in the lake； comes again the sound of a kind of mournful
booming； of things that topple； precious stones that become detached
and falland then； on the surface of the lake； a thousand concentric
circles form； close one another and disappear； ruffling indefinitely
this mirror embanked between the terrible granites； in which Isis
regards herself sorrowfully。
/Postscript。/The submerging of Philae； as we know； has increased by
no less than seventy…five millions of pounds the annual yield of the
surrounding land。 Encouraged by this success； the English propose next
year to raise the barrage of the Nile another twenty feet。 As a
consequence this sanctuary of Isis will be completely submerged； the
greater part of the ancient temples of Nubia will be under water； and
fever will infect the country。 But； on the other hand； the cultivation
of cotton will be enormously facilitated。 。 。 。
End