第 40 节
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淋雨 更新:2021-02-21 13:47 字数:9320
aromatics that eddied at the corners of the streets。 The sounds of
hymns were constantly heard。 Crowds of people occupied the staircases
of the temples; all the walls were covered with black veils; tapers
burnt on the brows of the Pataec Gods; and the blood of camels slain
for sacrifice ran along the flights of stairs forming red cascades
upon the steps。 Carthage was agitated with funereal delirium。 From the
depths of the narrowest lanes; and the blackest dens; there issued
pale faces; men with viper…like profiles and grinding their teeth。 The
houses were filled with the women's piercing shrieks; which; escaping
through the gratings; caused those who stood talking in the squares to
turn round。 Sometimes it was thought that the Barbarians were
arriving; they had been seen behind the mountain of the Hot Springs;
they were encamped at Tunis; and the voices would multiply and swell;
and be blended into one single clamour。 Then universal silence would
reign; some remaining where they had climbed upon the frontals of the
buildings; screening their eyes with their open hand; while the rest
lay flat on their faces at the foot of the ramparts straining their
ears。 When their terror had passed off their anger would begin again。
But the conviction of their own impotence would soon sink them into
the same sadness as before。
It increased every evening when all ascended the terraces; and bowing
down nine times uttered a loud cry in salutation of the sun; as it
sank slowly behind the lagoon; and then suddenly disappeared among the
mountains in the direction of the Barbarians。
They were waiting for the thrice holy festival when; from the summit
of a funeral pile; an eagle flew heavenwards as a symbol of the
resurrection of the year; and a message from the people to their Baal;
they regarded it as a sort of union; a method of connecting themselves
with the might of the Sun。 Moreover; filled as they now were with
hatred; they turned frankly towards homicidal Moloch; and all forsook
Tanith。 In fact; Rabetna; having lost her veil; was as if she had been
despoiled of part of her virtue。 She denied the beneficence of her
waters; she had abandoned Carthage; she was a deserter; an enemy。 Some
threw stones at her to insult her。 But many pitied her while they
inveighed against her; she was still beloved; and perhaps more deeply
than she had been。
All their misfortunes came; therefore; from the loss of the zaimph。
Salammbo had indirectly participated in it; she was included in the
same ill will; she must be punished。 A vague idea of immolation spread
among the people。 To appease the Baalim it was without doubt necessary
to offer them something of incalculable worth; a being handsome;
young; virgin; of old family; a descendant of the gods; a human star。
Every day the gardens of Megara were invaded by strange men; the
slaves; trembling on their own account; dared not resist them。
Nevertheless; they did not pass beyond the galley staircase。 They
remained below with their eyes raised to the highest terrace; they
were waiting for Salammbo; and they would cry out for hours against
her like dogs baying at the moon。
CHAPTER X
THE SERPENT
These clamourings of the populace did not alarm Hamilcar's daughter。
She was disturbed by loftier anxieties: her great serpent; the black
python; was drooping; and in the eyes of the Carthaginians; the
serpent was at once a national and a private fetish。 It was believed
to be the offspring of the dust of the earth; since it emerges from
its depths and has no need of feet to traverse it; its mode of
progression called to mind the undulations of rivers; its temperature
the ancient; viscous; and fecund darkness; and the orbit which it
describes when biting its tail the harmony of the planets; and the
intelligence of Eschmoun。
Salammbo's serpent had several times already refused the four live
sparrows which were offered to it at the full moon and at every new
moon。 Its handsome skin; covered like the firmament with golden spots
upon a perfectly black ground; was now yellow; relaxed; wrinkled; and
too large for its body。 A cottony mouldiness extended round its head;
and in the corners of its eyelids might be seen little red specks
which appeared to move。 Salammbo would approach its silver…wire basket
from time to time; and would draw aside the purple curtains; the lotus
leaves; and the bird's down; but it was continually rolled up upon
itself; more motionless than a withered bind…weed; and from looking at
it she at last came to feel a kind of spiral within her heart; another
serpent; as it were; mounting up to her throat by degrees and
strangling her。
She was in despair of having seen the zaimph; and yet she felt a sort
of joy; an intimate pride at having done so。 A mystery shrank within
the splendour of its folds; it was the cloud that enveloped the gods;
and the secret of the universal existence; and Salammbo; horror…
stricken at herself; regretted that she had not raised it。
She was almost always crouching at the back of her apartment; holding
her bended left leg in her hands; her mouth half open; her chin sunk;
her eye fixed。 She recollected her father's face with terror; she
wished to go away into the mountains of Phoenicia; on a pilgrimage to
the temple of Aphaka; where Tanith descended in the form of a star;
all kinds of imaginings attracted her and terrified her; moreover; a
solitude which every day became greater encompassed her。 She did not
even know what Hamilcar was about。
Wearied at last with her thoughts she would rise; and trailing along
her little sandals whose soles clacked upon her heels at every step;
she would walk at random through the large silent room。 The amethysts
and topazes of the ceiling made luminous spots quiver here and there;
and Salammbo as she walked would turn her head a little to see them。
She would go and take the hanging amphoras by the neck; she would cool
her bosom beneath the broad fans; or perhaps amuse herself by burning
cinnamomum in hollow pearls。 At sunset Taanach would draw back the
black felt lozenges that closed the openings in the wall; then her
doves; rubbed with musk like the doves of Tanith; suddenly entered;
and their pink feet glided over the glass pavement; amid the grains of
barley which she threw to them in handfuls like a sower in a field。
But on a sudden she would burst into sobs and lie stretched on the
large bed of ox…leather straps without moving; repeating a word that
was ever the same; with open eyes; pale as one dead; insensible; cold;
and yet she could hear the cries of the apes in the tufts of the palm
trees; with the continuous grinding of the great wheel which brought a
flow of pure water through the stories into the porphyry centre…basin。
Sometimes for several days she would refuse to eat。 She could see in a
dream troubled stars wandering beneath her feet。 She would call
Schahabarim; and when he came she had nothing to say to him。
She could not live without the relief of his presence。 But she
rebelled inwardly against this domination; her feeling towards the
priest was one at once of terror; jealousy; hatred; and a species of
love; in gratitude for the singular voluptuousness which she
experienced by his side。
He had recognised the influence of Rabbet; being skilful to discern
the gods who send diseases; and to cure Salammbo he had her apartment
watered with lotions of vervain; and maidenhair; she ate mandrakes
every morning; she slept with her head on a cushion filled with
aromatics blended by the pontiffs; he had even employed baaras; a
fiery…coloured root which drives back fatal geniuses into the North;
lastly; turning towards the polar star; he murmured thrice the
mysterious name of Tanith; but Salammbo still suffered and her anguish
deepened。
No one in Carthage was so learned as he。 In his youth he had studied
at the College of the Mogbeds; at Borsippa; near Babylon; had then
visited Samothrace; Pessinus; Ephesus; Thessaly; Judaea; and the
temples of the Nabathae; which are lost in the sands; and had
travelled on foot along the banks of the Nile from the cataracts to
the sea。 Shaking torches with veil…covered face; he had cast a black
cock upon a fire of sandarach before the breast of the Sphinx; the
Father of Terror。 He had descended into the caverns of Proserpine; he
had seen the five hundred pillars of the labyrinth of Lemnos revolve;
and the candelabrum of Tarentum; which bore as many sconces on its
shaft as there are days in the year; shine in its splendour; at times
he received Greeks by night in order to question them。 The
constitution of the world disquieted him no less than the nature of
the gods; he had observed the equinoxes with the armils placed in the
portico of Alexandria; and accompanied the bematists of Evergetes; who
measure the sky by calculating the number of their steps; as far as