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shepherd kings, Thothmes IL., of the same dynasty, Seti L, 
the father of Rameses, and the great king of the xx. dynasty, 
Rameses IIT. 
Full length within his coffin looking up at me with his proud 
gaunt face, with his withered hands across his breast, almost in 
attitude of prayer, the mighty king in his great slumber lay, and 
I knew what it was to be in the presence of him before whom 
Egypt trembled, and the Hittites fled, and before whom the 
Israelites, bowed down in bitter bondage in the brickfields of 
Rameses and Pithom, cried unto their Lord their God. There 
the great warrior and builder was taking his rest; he who had 
escaped from the Hittites’ attack ‘‘ when he was all alone and none 
other was with him ;” who had burst through the blazing forest 
of reeds that had near consumed him at Pelusium that day his 
treacherous brother made him his guest, and would have murdered 
him as he slept full of wine, he who had faced death in so many 
ways was now alone and dead, and yet escaped corruption. 
Now look at the mummy. He fairly fills the coffin length. 
Yes, though he has shrunk as all dead bodies do, as all old men 
are shrunk before they die, he measures still more than six feet 
as he lies. He must have in life been 6ft. 2in. or 6ft. 3in. at 
least ; a life-guardsman in mould in very truth he must have 
seemed ; what a length of neck it was ; and swathed though he 
is in his yellow mummy-cloth shroud of well woven linen, his 
shoulders are bare to view: what mighty shoulders they were, 
what breadth of chest must have been his ! 
As I gazed upon Pharaoh I saw him standing in his chariot 
once again on that glorious battle-field of Kadesh by the rushing 
river of Orontes, when “he arose,”’ as the poet Pentaur in his great 
epic tells us, ‘like unto Month, god of war, and urged on his 
steeds whose names were ‘ Triumph in Thebes’ and ‘The Divine 
Mother.’”” None dared follow. He was alone and none other with 
him. And lo, he was surrounded with the Khetan hosts, 2,500 
chariots were around him and countless hosts cut off the way 
behind. His body-guard had abandoned him, and I seemed to 
see the great warrior lift himself in his chariot, and cry unto the 
Lord his God, ‘‘ Where art thou, my Father Amen? Has ever 
a father forgotten his son? Shall it be for nothing that I have 
dedicated to thee many a noble temple? What are numberless 
men against me? More to me is thy power than myriads of 
men. On thee, Father Amen, do I call.” A light seemed again 
to come into the warrior’s face, as he felt his prayer was heard. 
Amen heard his voice and came to his cry. He reached his 
hand to him, and the warrior shouted for joy. He called out to 
him, ‘‘ I have hastened to thee, Rameses, wy well beloved ; I am 
with thee, I am here, thy father, the sun-god Ra: my hand is 
