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    A Tale of Jerusalem

    by Edgar Allan Poe
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    Parody of H. Smith's Zillah (1828).

    Intensos rigidarn in frontern ascendere canos

    Passus erat----

    _ -Lucan--De Catone_

    ---a bristly _bore._

    _Translation_

    LET us hurry to the walls," said Abel-Phittim to Buzi-Ben-Levi and Simeon
    the Pharisee, on the tenth day of the month Thammuz, in the year of the
    world three thousand nine hundred and fortyone--let us hasten to the
    ramparts adjoining the gate of Benjamin, which is in the city of David,
    and overlooking the camp of the uncircumcised; for it is the last hour of
    the fourth watch, being sunrise; and the idolaters, in fulfilment of the
    promise of Pompey, should be awaiting us with the lambs for the
    sacrifices."

    Simeon, Abel-Phittim, and Duzi-Ben-Levi were the Gizbarim, or
    sub-collectors of the offering, in the holy city of Jerusalem.

    "Verily," replied the Pharisee; "let us hasten: for this generosity in the
    heathen is unwonted; and fickle-mindedness has ever been an attribute of
    the worshippers of Baal."

    "'That they are fickle-minded and treacherous is as true as the
    Pentateuch," said Buzi-Ben-Levi, "but that is only toward the people of
    Adonai. When was it ever known that the Ammonites proved wanting to their
    own interests? Methinks it is no great stretch of generosity to allow us
    lambs for the altar of the Lord, receiving in lieu thereof thirty silver
    shekels per head !"

    "Thou forgettest, however, Ben-Levi," replied Abel-Phittim, "that the
    Roman Pompey, who is now impiously besieging the city of the Most High,
    has no assurity that we apply not the lambs thus purchased for the altar,
    to the sustenance of the body, rather than of the spirit."

    "Now, by the five corners of my beard!" shouted the Pharisee, who belonged
    to the sect called The Dashers (that little knot of saints whose manner of
    _dashing _and lacerating the feet against the pavement was long a thorn
    and a reproach to less zealous devotees-a stumbling-block to less gifted
    perambulators)--"by the five corners of that beard which, as a priest, I
    am forbidden to shave !-have we lived to see the day when a blaspheming
    and idolatrous upstart of Rome shall accuse us of appropriating to the
    appetites of the flesh the most holy and consecrated elements? Have we
    lived to see the day when---"'

    "Let us not question the motives of the Philistine," interrupted
    Abel-Phittim' "for to-day we profit for the first time by his avarice or
    by his generosity; but rather let us hurry to the ramparts, lest offerings
    should be wanting for that altar whose fire the rains of heaven can not
    extinguish, and whose pillars of smoke no tempest can turn aside."

    That part of the city to which our worthy Gizbarim now hastened, and which
    bore the name of its architect, King David, was esteemed the most strongly
    fortified district of Jerusalem; being situated upon the steep and lofty
    hill of Zion. Here, a broad, deep, circumvallatory trench, hewn from the
    solid rock, was defended by a wall of great strength erected upon its
    inner edge. This wall was adorned, at regular interspaces, by square
    towers of white marble; the lowest sixty, and the highest one hundred and
    twenty cubits- in height. But, in the vicinity of the gate of Benjamin,
    the wall arose by no means from the margin of the fosse. On the contrary,
    between the level of the ditch and the basement of the rampart sprang up a
    perpendicular cliff of two hundred and fifty cubits, forming part of the
    precipitous Mount Moriah. So that when Simeon and his associates arrived
    on the summit of the tower called Adoni-Bezek-the loftiest of all the
    turrets around about Jerusalem, and the usual place of conference with the
    besieging army-they looked down upon the camp of the enemy from an
    eminence excelling by many feet that of the Pyramid of Cheops, and, by
    several, that of the temple of Belus.

    "Verily," sighed the Pharisee, as he peered dizzily over the precipice,
    "the uncircumcised are as the sands by the seashore-as the locusts in the
    wilderness! The valley of the King hath become the valley of Adommin."

    "And yet," added Ben-Levi, "thou canst not point me out a Philistine-no,
    not one-from Aleph to Tau-from the wilderness to the battlements---who
    seemeth any bigger than the letter Jod!"

    "Lower away the basket with the shekels of silver!" here shouted a Roman
    soldier in a hoarse, rough voice, which appeared to issue from the regions
    of Pluto---"lower away the basket with the accursed coin which it has
    broken the jaw of a noble Roman to pronounce! Is it thus you evince your
    gratitude to our master Pompeius, who, in his condescension, has thought
    fit to listen to your idolatrous importunities? The god Phoebus, who is a
    true god, has been charioted for an hour-and were you not to be on the
    ramparts by sunrise? Aedepol! do you think that we, the conquerors of the
    world, have nothing better to do than stand waiting by the walls of every
    kennel, to traffic with the dogs of the earth? Lower away! I say--and see
    that your trumpery be bright in color and just in weight!"

    "El Elohim!" ejaculated the Pharisee, as the discordant tones of the
    centurion rattled up the crags of the precipice, and fainted away against
    the temple -"El Elohim!--who is the god Phoebus?--whom doth the blasphemer
    invoke? Thou, Buzi-BenLevi! who art read in the laws of the Gentiles, and
    hast sojourned among them who dabble with the Teraphim!--is it Nergal of
    whom the idolater speaketh?----or Ashimah?--or Nibhaz,--or Tartak? --or
    Adramalech?--or Anamalech?--or Succoth-Benith?---or Dagon?---or
    Belial?---or Baal-Perith? -or Baal-Peor?---or Baal-Zebub?"

    "Verily it is neither-but beware how thou lettest the rope slip too
    rapidly through thy fingers; for should the wicker-work chance to hang on
    the projection of Yonder crag, there will be a woful outpouring of the
    holy things of the sanctuary."

    By the assistance of some rudely constructed machinery, the heavily laden
    basket was now carefully lowered down among the multitude; and, from the
    giddy pinnacle, the Romans were seen gathering confusedly round it; but
    owing to the vast height and the prevalence of a fog, no distinct view of
    their operations could be obtained.

    Half an hour had already elapsed.

    "We shall be too late!" sighed the Pharisee, as at the expiration of this
    period he looked over into the abyss-"we shall be too late! we shall be
    turned out of office by the Katholim."

    "No more," responded Abel-Phittim----"no more shall we feast upon the fat
    of the land-no longer shall our beards be odorous with frankincense--our
    loins girded up with fine linen from the Temple."

    "Racal" swore Ben-Levi, "Racal do they mean to defraud us of the purchase
    money? or, Holy Moses ! are they weighing the shekels of the tabernacle ?"

    "They have given the signal at last!" cried the Pharisee-----"they have
    given the signal at last!pull away, Abel-Phittim!-and thou, Buzi-Ben-Levi,
    pull away!-for verily the Philistines have either still hold upon the
    basket, or the Lord hath softened their hearts to place therein a beast of
    good weight!" And the Gizbarim pulled away, while their burden swung
    heavily upward through the still increasing mist.

    "Booshoh he!"-as, at the conclusion of an hour, some object at the
    extremity of the rope became indistinctly visible-"Booshoh he!" was the
    exclamation which burst from the lips of Ben-Levi.

    . . . . . . . . . .

    "Booshoh he!--for shame!-it is a ram from the thickets of Engedi, and as
    rugged as the valley of jehosaphat!"

    "It is a firstling of the flock," said Abel-Phittim, "I know him by the
    bleating of his lips, and the innocent folding of his limbs. His eyes are
    more beautiful than the jewels of the Pectoral, and his flesh is like the
    honey of Hebron."

    "It is a fatted calf from the pastures of Bashan," said the Pharisee, "the
    heathen have dealt wonderfully with us ----let us raise up our voices in a
    psalm --let us give thanks on the shawm and on the psaltery-on the harp
    and on the huggab-on the cythern and on the sackbut!"

    It was not until the basket had arrived within a few feet of the Gizbarim
    that a low grunt betrayed to their perception a hog of no common size.

    "Now El Emanu!" slowly and with upturned eyes ejaculated the trio, as,
    letting go their hold, the emancipated porker tumbled headlong among the
    Philistines, "El Emanu!-God be with us---it is _the unutterable flesh!"_
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