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to conceive how these things； so massive that they might have seemed
eternal； could come to suffer such an utter ruin。 Fragments of
columns； fragments of obelisks； broken by downfalls of which the mere
imagination is awful； heads and head…dresses of giant divinities； all
lie higgledy…piggledy in a disorder beyond possible redress。 Nowhere
surely on our earth does the sun in his daily revolution cast his
light on such debris as this； on such a litter of vanished palaces and
dead colossi。
It was even here； seven or eight thousand years ago； under this pure
crystal sky； that the first awakening of human thought began。 Our
Europe then was still sleeping； wrapped in the mantle of its damp
forests； sleeping that sleep which still had thousands of years to
run。 Here； a precocious humanity； only recently emerged from the Age
of Stone； that earliest form of all； an infant humanity； which saw
massively on its issue from the massiveness of the original matter；
conceived and built terrible sanctuaries for gods； at first dreadful
and vague； such as its nascent reason allowed it to conceive them。
Then the first megalithic blocks were erected； then began that mad
heaping up and up； which was to last nearly fifty centuries； and
temples were built above temples； palaces over palaces； each
generation striving to outdo its predecessor by a more titanic
grandeur。
Afterwards； four thousand years ago； Thebes was in the height of her
glory； encumbered with gods and with magnificence； the focus of the
light of the world in the most ancient historic periods； while our
Occident was still asleep and Greece and Assyria were scarcely
awakened。 Only in the extreme East； a humanity of a different race；
the yellow people； called to follow in totally different ways； was
fixing； so that they remain even to our day； the oblique lines of its
angular roofs and the rictus of its monsters。
The men of Thebes； if they still saw too massively and too vastly； at
least saw straight； they saw calmly； at the same time as they saw
forever。 Their conceptions； which had begun to inspire those of
Greece； were afterwards in some measure to inspire our own。 In
religion； in art； in beauty under all its aspects； they were as much
our ancestors as were the Aryans。
Later again； sixteen hundred years before the birth of Christ； in one
of the apogees of the town which； in the course of its interminable
duration； experienced so many fluctuations； some ostentatious kings
thought fit to build on this ground； already covered with temples；
that which still remains the most arresting marvel of the ruins： the
hypostyle hall； dedicated to the God Amen； with its forest of columns；
as monstrous as the trunk of the baobab and as high as towers；
compared with which the pillars of our cathedrals are utterly
insignificant。 In those days the same gods reigned at Thebes as three
thousand years before； but in the interval they had been transformed
little by little in accordance with the progressive development of
human thought； and Amen； the host of this prodigious hall； asserted
himself more and more as the sovereign master of life and eternity。
Pharaonic Egypt was really tending； in spite of some revolts； towards
the notion of a divine unity； even； one might say； to the notion of a
supreme pity； for she already had her Apis； emanating from the All…
Powerful； born of a virgin mother； and come humbly to the earth in
order to make acquaintance with suffering。
After Seti I。 and the Ramses had built； in honour of Amen； this
temple； which； beyond all doubt； is the grandest and most durable in
the world； men still continued for another fifteen centuries to heap
up in its neighbourhood those blocks of granite and marble and
sandstone； whose enormity now amazes us。 Even for the invaders of
Egypt； the Greeks and Romans； this old ancestral town of towns
remained imposing and unique。 They repaired its ruins； and built here
temple after temple； in a style which hardly ever changes。 Even in the
ages of decadence everything that raised itself from the old； sacred
soil； seemed to be impregnated a little with the ancient grandeur。
And it was only when the early Christians ruled here； and after them
the Moslem iconoclasts； that the destruction became final。 To these
new believers； who； in their simplicity； imagined themselves to be
possessed of the ultimate religious formula and to know by His right
name the great Unknowable； Thebes became the haunt of 〃false gods；〃
the abomination of abominations； which it behoved them to destroy。
And so they set to work； penetrating with an ever…present fear into
the profound depths of the gloomy sanctuaries； mutilating first of all
the thousands of visages whose disconcerting smile frightened them；
and then exhausting themselves in the effort to uproot the colossi；
which even with the help of levers； they could not move。 It was no
easy task indeed； for everything was as solid as geological masses； as
rocks or promontories。 But for five or six hundred years the town was
given over to the caprice of desecrators。
And then came the centuries of silence and oblivion under the shroud
of the desert sands； which； thickening each year； proceeded to bury；
and； in the event； to preserve for us； this peerless relic。
And now； at last； Thebes is being exhumed and restored to a semblance
of lifenow； after a cycle of seven or eight thousand years； when our
Western humanity； having left the primitive gods that we see here； to
embrace the Christian conception； which； even yesterday； made it live；
is in way of denying everything； and struggles before the enigma of
death in an obscurity more dismal and more fearful than in the
commencement of the ages。 （More dismal and more fearful still in this；
that plea of youth is gone。） From all parts of Europe curious and
unquiet spirits； as well as mere idlers； turn their steps towards
Thebes； the ancient mother。 Men clear the rubbish from its remains；
devise ways of retarding the enormous fallings of its ruins； and dig
in its old soil； stored with hidden treasure。
And this evening on one of the portals to which I have just mounted
that which opens at the north…west and terminates the colossal artery
of temples and palaces； many very diverse groups have already taken
their places； after the pilgrimage of the day amongst the ruins。 And
others are hastening towards the staircase by which we have just
climbed； so as not to miss the grand spectacle of the sun setting；
always with the same serenity； the same unchanging magnificence；
behind the town which once was consecrated to it。
French； German； English； I see them below； a lot of pygmy figures；
issuing from the hypostyle hall； and making their way towards us。 Mean
and pitiful they look in their twentieth…century travellers' costumes；
hurrying along that avenue where once defiled so many processions of
gods and goddesses。 And yet this； perhaps； is the only occas