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 Mrs. Rameses at the Age of Twenty-two. 
 
ODE 
 
 TO 
 
 MRS. RAMESES 
 
 (NEE ZENOLIA AKBAR-ZELL) 
 
 BY 
 
 W. E. BROWN 
 
 Read before the San Francisco Sorosis 
 January 3, 1898 
 
 PRINTED FOR 
 PRIVATE CIRCULATION 
 
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GIFT OF 
 
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ODE TO MRS. RAMESES. 
 
 Dear Mrs. Rameses, 1 you are looking young, 
 For one who lived so very long ago; 
 
 Have you, as modern ladies have, a tongue, 
 To wag as rapidly, for weal or woe? 
 
 If such a tongue you have, perhaps you'll tell, 
 How long you lived with Rameses, as his wife: 
 
 If in old Karnak you were thought a belle, 
 Or if in Thebes you led a merry life. 
 
 What sort of bathing dresses did you wear, 
 When you and others tried the winding Nile? 
 
 Did men and women bathe together there, 
 And teach each other how to flirt the while? 
 
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4 ODE TO MRS. RAMESES. 
 
 Was there a raft, half way across the river, 
 
 That you could swim to, when you learned to 
 sw-rn? 
 
 Did Rameses help you, when he saw you shiver, 
 And when too tired, did you lean on him ? 
 
 How was the water, cold or warm or tepid ; 
 
 Did swimming in it make you pale or ruddy? 
 In diving were you nervous, or intrepid, 
 
 And was the stream, as now, swift, deep, and 
 muddy? 
 
 In making parties for your daily bath, 
 Before or after plunging in the water; 
 
 Did one sweet maiden ever cross your path — 
 A fair Egyptian 2 — known as Pharaoh's 3 daugh- 
 ter — 
 
 She, who in wandering by the river's side, 
 Among the lotus blossoms, reeds, and roses, 
 
 Saw, calmly floating on the yellow tide, 4 
 
 That sweet, unconscious waif — the infant Moses? 
 
ODE TO MRS. R AMESES. 5 
 
 And have you never wondered why the Nile, 
 The secret of its source had ne'er unraveled ? 
 
 And, as you floated down from Philse's isle, 5 
 Didst ever meet Sesostris, as you traveled ? 
 
 And was your name Zenolia/ ere you changed it? 
 
 Of aunts and uncles had you great variety ? 
 And, when invited out, which aunt arranged it 
 
 To make your entree perfect in society ? 
 
 How did you dress your hair to make it sightly? 
 
 And, really, did you wear — this question lingers — 
 Pray did you wear your corsets fastened tightly; 
 
 And had you diamond rings on all your 
 fingers? 
 
 Who helped to robe you, on that great occasion ; 
 
 Who pinned the chemisette upon your bosom, 
 And took in charge, with feminine persuasion, 
 
 Your girlhood's trinkets, so you would n't lose 
 'em? 
 
6 ODE TO MRS. RAMESES. 
 
 What party joined you when you two were 
 
 married — 
 
 Was it a priest of Horus or of Isis? 
 •How did .you reach the temple — were you carried 
 
 <5n stalwart shoulders at that lovely crisis ? 
 
 Who wore the richest costumes on that day? 
 
 How many bridesmaids did you have, if any? 
 Did all the maiden ladies have their say ; 
 
 And of rich bridal presents had you many ? 
 
 And when dear Rameses took you in his arms, 7 
 And placed a kiss upon your rosy mouth, 
 
 Gazing the while upon your budding charms, 
 Was not his breath like zephyrs from the south ? 
 
 And, after passing through the sweet ideal, 
 You went to him unthinkingly and blindly ? 
 
 Did all imaginary dreams come real ? 
 
 Did the old monarch love and treat you kindly ? 
 
ODE TO MRS. R AMESES. 7 
 
 Didst ever follow him to club or lodge, 
 
 And erstwhile catch him "boozing at the 
 nappy?" 8 
 
 Did he resort to cloves or other dodge, 
 And was your married life entirely happy ? 
 
 While in your honeymoon, if you were sad, 
 Did he, with fond caresses, coax and wheedle, 
 
 And tap you on the cheek, to make you glad, 
 Then take you round to Cleopatra's Needle? 9 
 
 Did he have moody turns and cranks and kinks, 
 When duty called him forth to serve the nation ? 
 
 Did you go with him when they built the Sphinx, 
 And laid the earliest pyramid's foundation? 
 
 Didst ever happen in your life to meet 
 
 A man who slept all night on Pompey's Pillar? 9 
 Was Rameses' head quite large, and small his feet? 
 
 Was he in any sense a woman-killer? 
 
8 ODE TO MRS. RAMESES. 
 
 Didst ever hear at Thebes the sad refrains 10 
 At early sunrise, in that lonely place, 
 
 Where Memnon's statue gave eolian strains 
 As bright Aurora smiled upon its face? 
 
 Was Rameses full of fun, or, like asbestos, 
 
 Proof against fire — that sentiment that gushes ; 
 
 Or did he place, just where you clasp'd your 
 cestus, 
 His manly arm, and hug you spite of blushes? 
 
 Had he mean traits or liberal ideas ? 
 
 Was he devoted to his gods or mammon ? 
 Did he go with you to the temple seers, 
 
 And worship with you at the shrine of Amun ? 
 
 Did he caress your eyelids and your hair, 
 Invoke the gods to save you from all harm, 
 
 Put costly rings upon your fingers fair, 
 And brilliant amulets around your arm ? 
 
ODE TO MRS. RAMESES. 9 
 
 How strange that millions in your native land, 
 Between the Lybian Desert and the Isthmus, 
 
 Had never heard a genuine brass band, 
 
 Or never known the dear delights of Christmas ! 
 
 And, when a loving tribute you would write, 
 
 You had no ' ' cream laid note, ' ' but plain 
 papyrus; 
 
 No fringed and lettered cards, in blue and white, 11 
 To celebrate the birthday of Osiris. 
 
 How did you live 'mong those benighted scenes 
 Without your novels and your morning journals, 
 
 Your evening papers, monthly magazines, 
 
 Your majors, captains, generals, and colonels? 
 
 You had no Worth nor Redfern to adorn you ; 
 
 No Lubin scents for delicate olfactories; 
 Your priest would doubtless humble you and scorn 
 you 
 
 If you wore colors bright in your phylacteries. 12 
 
io ODE TO MRS. R AMESES. 
 
 You had no Paris slippers, bronze or brown ; 
 
 No Lyons silks, or laces rare from Brussels; 
 And all Egyptian pictures handed down, 
 
 Would indicate an ignorance of bustles. 
 
 You had no striped stockings, silk or Lisle; 
 
 No patent fasteners, for wife or spinster; 
 No panniers, peplums, of the latest style; 
 
 Nor Persian rugs, nor carpets of Axminster. 
 
 What was the ill that ended your young life? 
 
 Did serious troubles take you unawares? 
 Three thousand years have passed, of endless strife, 
 
 Since you, dear lady, climbed the golden stairs. 
 
 You once were young, and full of life and vigor, 
 And had pet names — Trix, Birdie, Topsey; 
 
 The doctors must have treated you with rigor; — 
 What did you die of — measles, mumps, or 
 dropsy ? 
 
ODE TO MRS. R AMESES. u 
 
 When death approached with swift and stealthy 
 feet, 
 
 What kind of nervine did they give to calm you? 
 Were grim officials waiting down the street, 
 
 With essences 13 and spices, to embalm you ? 
 
 Have thirty centuries passed since you were drawn 
 From your home circle to become a mummy? 
 
 How do you like, as far as you have gone, 
 Being, so long, a woman and a dummy? 
 
 In whatsoever clime you now sojourn, 
 A few more centuries you'd better go it; 
 
 You'll be much happier there, than to return 
 To your old home — I ' ve been there and I know it. 
 
 Where erst you saw grave priests and acolytes 
 In grand procession M wind along the street, 
 
 With goats and calves 15 for sacrificial rites, 16 
 
 And sacred bulls, 17 to make those rites complete; 
 
12 ODE TO MRS. R AMESES. 
 
 Where once you saw the olive branches wave, 
 And smoking incense 18 rise from heated censer; 
 
 And heard the ringing sistrum, 19 as it gave 
 Music that grew from minor tones intenser; 
 
 Where wandering minstrels used to pause and sing, 
 
 And pious sages passed from door to door, 
 Whose fathers- knew, perchance, great Israel's 
 king, 21 
 And whose grandfathers might have talked with 
 Noah;" 
 
 Among those giant statues, seated there, 
 
 Where Thebes unfolded all its pride and glory; 
 
 Among colossal sphinxes, pillars, where 
 Deep-graven characters reveal their story ; 
 
 Around the temple that your husband plan'd, 
 Begirt with many a proud and stately column ; 
 
 'Neath propylon, magnificent and grand, 
 
 Where crowds assembled, dignified and solemn. 
 
ODE TO MRS. R AMESES. 13 
 
 To celebrate the funeral of a prince — 28 
 To join the mournful phalanx, moving by 
 
 To that necropolis, where, ages since, 
 The buried patriarchs of Egypt lie; — 
 
 Were you inclined to visit earth again, 
 
 To walk among the scenes you knew so well, 
 
 No tender note would wake a gentle strain — 
 No mournful cadence would your sorrow tell. 
 
 There, 'mong those very scenes, you now will 
 hear 
 
 A fife and tambour, 2 * not at all melodious, 
 Mark time for dancing girls,' 23 whose charms appear, 
 
 Descended from the daughter of Herodias. 
 
 By those stupendous ruins you would see 
 
 A cockney group from one of Cook's excursions, 
 
 With mad'ning jest and sacrilegious glee, 
 
 Talk of Cambyces and his conquering Persians. 
 
1 4 ODE TO MRS. R AMESES. 
 
 These English tourists, Baedeker in hand, 
 Their outing more a toil than recreation, 
 
 Climb massive ruins, wade through burning sand, 
 Doing the Nile in sixty days' vacation. 
 
 Picnicking in the shade of frowning walls, 
 Pregnant with memories of historic scenes, — 
 
 Their dragoman now lifts his voice and calls, 
 
 To lunch 26 on beef, canned oysters, and sar- 
 dines. 
 
 The picnic over, and the day still young, 
 These London snobs proceed, as idiots do, 
 
 To trace their names and residence among 
 The granite scrolls of Medineet Haboo. 27 
 
 'Mong battle scenes, in deep intaglios graved 
 On lordly pile or massive monolith, 
 
 These fools will bless the elements that saved 
 A little space for Thompson, Jones, or Smith. 
 
ODE TO MRS. R AMESES. 15 
 
 Close to those symbols of a royal line, 
 
 Which forty centuries haven't mar'd or undone, 
 
 A vandal scribe will write a verse and sign 
 
 His autograph — " George Edward Cox, of Lon- 
 don." 28 
 
 And Edward Cox will feel a glowing pride, 
 As, with a hideous art, he thus defaces, 
 
 With misspelt words and verses misapplied, 
 The mural monograms of kingly races. 
 
 And, when the lovely April day is done. 
 And twilight lingers in a haze of glory, 
 
 The donkey-boys will gather, one by one; — 
 
 Backsheesh! their first, and last, and only story. 
 
 Then you will see the motley crew en route, 
 
 Through fertile fields — a concourse quaint and 
 straggling,— 
 Each mounted on an ill-fed, long-eared brute, 
 Their puggeries flying, and their tongues 
 awaggling. 
 
1 6 ODE TO MA'S. J? AMESES. 
 
 Such scenes as these would wring your aching heart, 
 Should you unwind those mummy cloths and 
 cerements, 
 
 And come once more on earth to act a part, 
 
 And try to win once more life's sweet endearments. 
 
 Stay where you are, and be contented there, 
 
 In your long sleep, wrapped up in gums and 
 ointments; 
 
 Your life renewed would bring unending care, 
 Mortal regrets, and mundane disappointments. 
 
 Such living years as you would pass on earth 
 Would bring to royal minds like yours satiety; 
 
 And, at an early day, you'd find a dearth 
 Of happiness in what is called society. 
 
 On this terrestrial sphere its devotees, 
 
 Pass endless days in crinoline and bodices; 
 
 While in those upper realms of rest and ease, 
 You are at home with first-class gods and god- 
 desses. 
 
ODE TO MRS. RAMESES. 
 
 No morning calls or evening toilets there; 
 
 No social duties to perform, as you know, 
 But in fair robes — diaphanous as fair — 
 
 You can hob-nob with Jupiter and Juno. 
 
 If in Bohemian circles you would shine, 
 
 Where artists gather, with their wiles insidious, 
 
 You join the revels at Aspasia's shrine, 
 
 And meet, perchance, Praxitiles and Phidias; 
 
 Or hear another, and a livelier crowd, 
 
 Presided o'er by Bacchus, with his bottle, 
 
 Discuss in accents, laughable and loud, 
 The sage philosophy of Aristotle. 
 
 If literary spirits you would meet, 
 
 You now are doubtless breathing sweet aroma 
 Among celestial salons, where you greet 
 
 The devotees of Hesiod and Homer. 
 
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1 8 ODE TO MRS. R AMESES. 
 
 If musical, you go to matinees 
 
 With all the loving worshipers that follow, 
 And gather in, through bright melodious lays, 
 
 Th' entrancing strains of Orpheus and Apollo. 
 
 Therefore, dear madam, do not ask for change, 
 But in that pagan resting place continue; 
 
 Through spheres Olympian you can freely range, 
 And cultivate the modest grace that's in you. 
 
NOTES 
 
 Rameses II. reigned sixty-six years, from 1407 
 to 1341 B. C. Moses was born 1401 B. C; there- 
 fore, Mrs. Rameses may have met the lady who 
 was fortunate enough to discover the precious 
 infant. — See Biblical Monuments, page 16. 
 
 The Kings of Egypt were called Pharaoh for a 
 period of 1300 years. — Josephus, page 251. 
 
 4. "So the sad mother, at the noon of night, 
 
 From bloody Memphis stole her silent flight ; 
 With dauntless steps she seeks the winding shore, 
 Hears unappalled the glimmering torrents roar; 
 With paper flags a floating cradle weaves, 
 And hides the smiling boy in lotus leaves; 
 Gives her white bosom to his eager lips, 
 The salt tears mingling with the milk he sips; — 
 
2o ODE TO MRS. RAMESES. 
 
 Waits on the reed-crowned brink with pious guile, 
 And trusts the scaly monsters of the Nile." 
 
 — Dr. Erasmus Darwin's Poem on Moses: 
 Chambers' Encyclopedia, Vol. II., page 270. 
 
 5. "On the 20th March, 1875, we floated down from 
 Philae's isle, enjoying a day of tranquil repose." 
 
 —Notes on the Nile, by W. E. B. 
 
 6. Zenolia Rameses. — In all works upon Egypt, 
 there is but little written about the women of that 
 ancient country. Their names, their lineage, their 
 family associations are seldom mentioned. — Notes 
 on the Nile, by IV. E B. 
 
 7. Rameses' wife was of small stature. — See Bibli- 
 cal Monuments, page n. 
 
 Rameses was doubtless married at Karnak, as 
 that magnificent temple was built in honor of the 
 god Amun, and Amun was the deity most rever- 
 enced at Thebes. The Hall of Columns in this 
 temple is the grandest of all the grand ruins of the 
 Nile valley. There are 134 massive monoliths, that 
 show in their well-preserved grandeur the vast 
 extent of this wonderful room. — Uarda, Vol. I., 
 pages 6, 113, 244. 
 
NOTES. 21 
 
 8. " While we sit boozing at the nappy, 
 
 Nae getting fou, but unco happy." 
 
 — Burns' Tarn O 'Shanter. 
 
 9. Anachronisms are pardonable in verses like these. 
 Mrs. Rameses had been dead about 200 years 
 when Pompey's Pillar and Cleopatra's Needle 
 were set up. 
 
 10. " There can be but little doubt that the super- 
 natural voice that was said to come from Memnon's 
 statue at sunrise, was a delusion practiced by the 
 priests. There is a stone in the lap of the statue, 
 and behind it is a niche, where a person could be 
 entirely concealed from the view of the crowd 
 below." — See Knox's Life in the Orient, page 596. 
 
 It is a weird romance, and interesting to the 
 tourist; but Knox destroys it in a burst of icono- 
 clastic rapture. — IV. E. B. 
 
 11. But a few years since no Christmas card was 
 thought to be complete unless it was fringed and 
 tasseled with a tawdry imitation of silk. — IV. E. B. 
 
 12. Phylacteries were little boxes or rolls of parch- 
 ment worn by the Jews upon their foreheads. As 
 worn by the Egyptians, they were made of leather, 
 
22 ODE TO MRS. R AMESES. 
 
 being worn around the neck or on their wrists. 
 Sometimes they were used to ornament the hems 
 of their garments. Those who were proud and 
 self-conceited wore them broader than their associ- 
 ates. Some used ribbons and fringes to make 
 themselves more attractive. 
 
 In the Book of Numbers, chap. 15, verse 38, 
 these phylacteries are alluded to: " Speak unto the 
 children of Israel, and bid them that they make 
 them fringes in the borders of their garments, . . . 
 and that they put upon the fringe of the borders a 
 ribband of blue." 
 
 Evidence of the vanity of the wearers of these 
 dressy adjuncts is found in Matthew, chap. 23, 
 verse 5: " But all their works they do for to be seen 
 of men; they make broad their phylacteries, and 
 enlarge the borders of their garments." 
 
 13. "With essences and spices to embalm you." — 
 There were manufactories of essences to be used 
 in the process of embalming.— Uarda, Vol. I., 
 page 8. 
 
 14. " In grand procession." — Many a gaily dressed 
 barque stopped at the shore; there there was no 
 
NOTES. 
 
 23 
 
 lack of minstrel bands; grand processions passed on 
 to the western heights. — Uarda, Vol. I., page 7. 
 
 15. The male kine, therefore, if clean, and the male 
 calves, are used for sacrifice by the Egyptians uni- 
 versally; but the female they are not allowed to 
 sacrifice.— Herodotus, Vol. II., page 62. 
 
 16. "Sacrifical rites." — Calves, gazelles, geese, and 
 other fowls, were fed in enclosed meadow plats, 
 and funeral mourners betook themselves thither to 
 select what they needed from among the beasts 
 pronounced by the priests to be clean for the sacri- 
 fice. — Uarda, Vol. I., pages 8, 9. 
 
 17. Apis, the sacred bull, had a festival in his honor, 
 which lasted seven days, on which occasion a large 
 concourse of people assembled at Memphis. The 
 priests then led the sacred bull in solemn proces- 
 sion. — Wilkinson's Ancient Egyptians, Vol. I., page 
 291. 
 
 18. " Smoking incense " rising from a heated censer 
 is illustrated by a picture in Wilkinson's work, 
 Vol. I., page 130. 
 
 " In offering incense, the king held in one hand 
 
24 ODE TO MRS. RAMESES. 
 
 the censer, and with the other threw balls or pas- 
 tilles of incense into the flame."— Wilkinson, Vol. I., 
 page 265. 
 
 19. For description and picture of the sistrum, see 
 Wilkinson, Vol. I., pages 132, 133; and for the 
 method of its use, see note on page no, of Vol. I., of 
 Uarda. 
 
 Those who played at the houses of the rich, as 
 well as the ambulant musicians of the streets, were 
 of the lower classes, and made this employment the 
 means of obtaining their livelihood. — Wilkinson, 
 Vol. I., page 94. 
 
 20. In the year 2230 B. C, there were men alive who 
 could recollect the Deluge. — Biblical Monuments, by 
 Dr. William Harris Rule, page 30. 
 
 21. Vast numbers of the children of Israel would 
 necessarily be among the inhabitants of the cities 
 thus ceded to the dominion or protectorate of 
 Sesostris. — Osburn's Monumental History of Egypt, 
 Vol. II., page 440. 
 
 22. Abraham was in Egypt from 1901 B. C. to 1855 
 B. C— Biblical Monuments, page 16. 
 
 "And whose grandfathers might have talked with 
 
NOTES. 
 
 25 
 
 Noah." — Authorities differ widely as to the date of 
 the Deluge. 
 
 Kitto's Palestine makes it 3246 B. C. 
 
 Jackson 
 
 Hales 
 
 R. Stewart Poole 
 
 Osburn (already quoted) . 
 
 Playfair 
 
 Ussher 
 
 Smith's Bible Dictionary . 
 
 3170 
 
 3155 
 3129 
 2500 
 
 2351 
 2340 
 2327 
 
 If others made it still later, the great-grandfathers 
 of Mrs. Rameses' time might easily have been 
 acquainted with Noah. 
 
 23. "Of the magnificent pomp of a royal funeral in 
 the time of the Pharaohs, no adequate idea can be 
 formed from the processions represented in the 
 tombs of ordinary individuals." — Wilkinson, Vol. 
 II., page 366. 
 
 Then follows an interesting description of the 
 funerals of persons high in rank, and also of those 
 of citizens of other grades in the social world of 
 Ancient Egypt. 
 
 24. In Furniss' Waraga, or Charms of the Nile, the 
 dancing girls of the Nile valley are described as 
 wearing a thin gauze chemise, open to the waist, 
 
26 ODE TO MRS. RAMESES. 
 
 their steps keeping time to music furnished by the 
 performers of the tambourine and fife. — See 
 JVaraga, page 203. 
 
 25. On the 10th of March, 1875, we were entertained 
 at Keneh by a band of Ghawazes, or dancing girls, 
 with costumes such as are described by Furniss, 
 and if the daughter of Herodias was no more beauti- 
 ful than they were, the power she had to compel 
 Herod to commit an awful crime for her sake is 
 past comprehension. — Nile Notes of W. E. B. 
 
 26. Lunch among the Tombs. — "We took lunch 
 one day in the entrance of a tomb which was once 
 the post mortem house of Rameses III. Did the 
 old fellow ever suspect that a party of travelers 
 would, in the present century, devour cold chicken 
 and ham sandwiches, and smoke cigars and pipes 
 and cigarettes at his door."— Knox's Life and 
 
 Adventures in the Orient, page 597. 
 
 On the 15th of March, 1875, we left El Uxor early 
 in the morning to spend the day in an excursion 
 across the river. The gentle south wind that swelled 
 the sails of the passing dahabiehs cooled the air as 
 we crossed. We took donkeys on the other side, 
 
NOTES. 
 
 27 
 
 and were soon winding our way through the wheat 
 fields, and around the base of the sitting statue of 
 Memnon and his colossal companion. When we 
 reached the temples, all were tired, and, before 
 climbing about the ruins, we sat down upon the 
 historic fragments to partake of a lunch prepared 
 by our dragoman. There, among those vast colon- 
 nades and sculptured walls, our noonday meal was 
 spread; it seemed a desecration to be feasting there 
 upon chicken, sardines and oysters. — Nile Notes, 
 by IV. E. B. 
 
 27. Doctor Furniss, in his interesting book, Waraga, or 
 Charms of the Nile, on page 227, says of the temple 
 of Medineet Haboo: "The chief attractions in this 
 temple-palace are the elegant apartments of the 
 king, which are distributed on either side of the 
 lodges that are placed at the entrance adjoining the 
 smaller temple." 
 
 28. While at lunch in front of the temple of Medineet 
 Haboo, a gang of excursionists were lunching near 
 us; one of their number, whom we afterward 
 learned was a London shoemaker, had climbed to 
 a lofty entablature, and with a bit of charcoaljhad 
 
28 
 
 ODE TO MRS. RAMESES. 
 
 inscribed his name. After he left, we discovered 
 with a field glass, among the deepest and clearest 
 cutintaglios, these words: " Edward Cox, London." 
 —Nile Notes, by W. E. B. 
 
 
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