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Excerpt from The God of Things: A Novel of Modern Egypt
The silence Of the ages, tragic, inscrutable, engulfing, rested over the entire scene. The last Of the exploring tourists had left the Pyra mids and wandered back to the Mena House, and their laughing voices had been sucked up in the all-absorbing stillness. The harsh, penetrating cry Of a camel broke discordantly through the twilight, but was so far away that it hardly entered into the reveries of the group about the Sphinx; like a ripple on the surface of the sea it passed, leaving the fathomless ocean of silence undisturbed.
The face of the artist grew sad and lonely as he watched, unthinkingly, the scene before him. He had drunk deep of life''s cup of sorrow, and the silence and the twilight were stirring up the dregs again. Finally the boy rose to a sitting posture, and looked across the desert with uneasy eyes.
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The silence Of the ages, tragic, inscrutable, engulfing, rested over the entire scene. The last Of the exploring tourists had left the Pyra mids and wandered back to the Mena House, and their laughing voices had been sucked up in the all-absorbing stillness. The harsh, penetrating cry Of a camel broke discordantly through the twilight, but was so far away that it hardly entered into the reveries of the group about the Sphinx; like a ripple on the surface of the sea it passed, leaving the fathomless ocean of silence undisturbed.
The face of the artist grew sad and lonely as he watched, unthinkingly, the scene before him. He had drunk deep of life''s cup of sorrow, and the silence and the twilight were stirring up the dregs again. Finally the boy rose to a sitting posture, and looked across the desert with uneasy eyes.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Publisher - Forgotten Books
Language - English
Paperback
Contributors
Author
Florence Brooks Whitehouse
Published Date -
ISBN - 9781330548448
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 1.7 cm
Page Count - 310
Hardback
Contributors
Author
Florence Brooks Whitehouse
Published Date -
ISBN - 9780332424125
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 1.7 cm
Page Count - 308
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