And the gate’s man questioned more: “Whither goest thou?”
And the one made answering: “Up unto the palace places; for lo, he, the mighty, seeketh rugs afar.”
And he spake the name ‘Tiberius.” And this was the shutting of the lips of the gate’s man.
Excerpt from Book 2, Chapter II
The day whined on, and the streets lay tired beneath the trod of men. The doves upon the paves panted and spread their wings to droop, and dogs dropped froths from their oped jaws, and asses sweat, and men sweat, and the sun beat, and Jerusalem lay glistened of heats.
The sun hung long and crept slow, o’er her walls to slip unto their o’erbase. For lo, he who knew Jerusalem knew not the sun’s sink nor yet his rise save from up and o’er the wall unto the down and o’er.
And when the time had come unto the dark, lo, Jerusalem was loth to sleep. Without, the roadways shewed dark and creeped o’er of dark things that fled from out the heats within the walls unto the hill’s places.
Amid the dark, at the ope of the east wall, shewed afar a taper’s glow, and this was the taper within the hut of Joel. And a one sat upon the floor within upon a golded rug. And the taper shed gold upon its sheen, and lo, at the side of the one there stood a babe. And the soft voice of the one spake:
“Yea, hark thee! Seest thou this yellowed gold? Nadab, thy loved and mine, did coax the sun to set his wools, and this that gleameth is the strand of her whom Jerusalem hath swallowed up. And this, ah, this the dark, is the strand of thy mother, Nada. And this, seest thou? this chained thing, is the net of Aaron, let he lone, Nadab sayeth. And this, this, seest thou? this whited thing, is the moon. See! sunk unto the half. And this, this, Panda loved, is the moon, risen! And this, seest thou? the whited dove, is thee, ahover ‘bout the hut, long, before thy coming!
“Go thou out from the door’s ope and call and call thee loud, ‘Nadab! Nadab!' and shew unto him the door standeth oped, that he come within. Shew unto him this thing, loved, and he shall see.”