Egyptian Art and Numbers T J Osler

Egyptian Poetry Death is before me today Like the recovery of a sick man, Like going forth into a garden after sickness. Death is before me today Like the odor of myrrh, Like sitting under the sail on a windy day.

Death is before me today Like the odor of lotus flowers Like sitting on the shore of drunkenness. Death is before me today Like the course of a freshet, Like the return of a man from the war galley to his house. Death is before me today As a man longs to see his home When he had spent years in captivity.

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