"(Following directly from Chapter 2)"
I was woken from my reverie by Tanit's gentle hand upon my shoulder. She led me downstairs to a room that served as her quarters. There were several girls there and some did not speak our language but I was...
Rahotep and I saw each other several times over the next two weeks; I was repeatedly impressed by his manliness, his intelligence, his charm, his quiet dignity and kindly nature. He is also a lusty, eager and unselfish lover. To...
Year 36, second month of the inundation, day three, under the majesty of; the king of Upper and Lower Egypt, Usermaatre-Sepetenre, the son of Re, Ramesses II, Beloved of Ptah.Preparations are well under way here at Malkata Palace for the...
"Alas, the many erotic stories that are forever lost to us!"
Neaera's Epitaph An imaginary fragment from 'The Lives of Famous Whores' of Gaius Seutonius Tranquillus. Not in this soil but elsewhere, passer-by,The bones of lusty Neaera lie.Beloved of Venus, the kindler of desire,Her's was the gift, her's the sacred fire!Her beauty; the...
"Beauty and passion go hand in hand. Nowhere more so than in Mirella's art."
In vain I search for words enoughTo praise what I have seen;Your monuments of line and toneStanding grandly in betweenA past resonant with gloriesAnd a future yours to formFrom the tempest of your passions;Your art's life giving storm.As locks of...
"A hymn to the goddess Meretseger"
Upon the rippling desert sandsHow silently she stands,How solemn, how lonely, how sereneAs she has ever been.Daughter of the Sun’s distant youth,In beauty and in truth,What peer has she among the fair,But then, what does she care?At evening, as the...
"Two colours,nothing more, and yet they invoke a world of beauty."
Out of the fields of night,A flower; fragrant, fair and newEmerges in the mystic lightTo blossom blonde on blue.Beneath her eyelids darkness dwells,A restless darkness, deeply warm.Whispering words of love it tellsOf passion's all consuming storm.The sun, above her now...
"A sonnet in adoration..."
If ancient bards had sung your praise,Would Trojan Helen be divine?Had Shakespeare put you in his plays,Would his fair Juliet so shine?If history had known your name,What queen, what empress would not pale,By you outshone in face and fame,What haughty...
"The concluding chapter of the mystery of Tintamare, wherein all is revealed."
The Moon, who from the hilltop streamsOn each white face and throat her beams,The song-enchanted fellows sendTheir chords of gold Rippling beyond time’s end.- Robert Graves, Music at Night. It was a door.But a door like no other. Moments before, it...
"Claudia comes closer to unravelling the mystery of Tintamare."
At last methought that I had wander’d farIn an old wood; fresh washed in coolest dew,The maiden splendours of the morning starShook in the steadfast blue.- Tennyson.Like the delicate notes that open a violin sonata; each element of the morning...