17/21 The word is spoken to deaf ears that will not hearken, and the duty done. Sleep ye well, ye bidden of Osiris, sleep ye well!" Then we turned and walked from that pavilion. At its entrance I looked back, and in the low light that precedes the darkness, it seemed to me as though all seated there were already dead. Blue were their faces and hollow shone their eyes, and from their lips there came no word. |