Tuesday, 8 November 2011
The Rise and Fall of an Old Reich
At the end of this week I’m leaving on a long planned trip to Egypt, one that will take me from the Great Pyramid at Giza in the north to the temple of Abu Simbel in the south, from Lower Egypt to Upper Egypt. And just to confuse you the former is the north and the latter the south! It’s the ancient Egyptian view of the world, you see, all upside down.
A lot of my extramural reading for the past while has been dedicated to books with an Egyptian theme, including Lawrence Durrell’s Alexandria Quartet, Olivia Manning’s Levant Trilogy (what a super and sadly neglected writer she is) and Naguib Mahfouz’s Palace Walk, the first in the Cairo Trilogy. Agatha Christie’s Death on the Nile is ready to be packed because I really want to read that sailing down the Nile. It will be yet another literary milestone for me, having read The Quite American in Saigon and Our Man in Havana in Havana!
But it’s the history of ancient Egypt that I really wanted to get close to. I know ‘bleeding chunks’ already; I imagine most people know something, even if it’s only smatterings about Tutankhamen, buried treasure and mummies curses! What I needed, though, was a decent overview, one that would take me through the whole spectrum of Egyptian history, which is precisely why I alighted on The Rise and Fall of Ancient Egypt by Toby Wilkinson.
This is a good book for a general audience, for people like me, coming to find a pattern in the pieces of a mosaic. The title is a little misleading, in that the Egypt of the pharaohs, beginning with the formation of the kingdom under Narmer in 2950BC, rose and fell and rose and fell and rose and fell, time and again. The wheel of history has never being better illustrated, from the Old Kingdom through the Middle Kingdom to the New Kingdom with several intermediate periods between.
Add to that over thirty dynasties then one begins to appreciate the sheer scale of things, the breathtaking passage of time. For me it really is sobering to think that over a thousand years separates Narmer from Ramesses II, the Ozymandius of Shelly’s poem; that Cleopatra, the final independent ruler of Egypt (actually from a dynasty of Greek interlopers), was as far removed from the founder as modern England is from the builders of Stonehenge.
At just over 500 pages Wilkinson tells his story well, in an easy and, at points, highly discursive manner. I dare say purists will find all sorts of faults but I enjoyed it. It’s the kind of book that leaves one wanting to know more, which is all to the good.
The story is a complicated one. The sheer number of rulers, dynasties, ups, downs, ins, outs and transitions tends to leave one a little breathless. I found myself continually turning back to the timeline, helpfully provided at the beginning, just to put people and events into context.
There are weaknesses. Given that religion played such an important part in Egyptian history a dedicated chapter on the main gods, forms of worship and patterns of belief would have been useful. It’s all there, certainly, but in quite a fragmented manner, scattered about like shards of pottery.
Still, all criticism aside, The Rise and Fall of Ancient Egypt served its purpose and served it well. I now have a framework in my head which will allow me to put the traces and fragments I hope see on my travels in proper context. And that is exactly what I was looking for, a handy guidebook to one of the most beguiling phases in the history of civilization.
Posted by Anastasia F-B at 16:14
Labels: ancient history, Book Reviews, egypt
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Enjoy your trip, Ana; it is sure to be fascinating, if not awe-inspiring. I was struck by another poster's comment in a previous post about Egypt as the origin of magic. I'm not sure I quite believe that . . . magic is much, much older than civilization on the Nile, but then, my idea of magic is perhaps a little different from most people's.ReplyDelete
But there is no doubt that Ancient Egypt was steeped in mysticism and ritual, and the evidence that remains indicates belief was a dominant factor in the life of the kingdoms for an extraordinarily long time. How can that be? Living in our species' most volatile century - an explosion of ideas and learning - I simply do not understand how Egyptian beliefs remained so constant for almost three thousand years. In fact, I find the idea terrifying: that human imagination should run in the exact same channels for hundreds of generations until, abruptly, the arrival of the Hyksos or Alexander suddenly cracked the long, slow dream and broke that deadly spell.
Perhaps you will ponder this on your journey, and tell me what you think on your return.
Pharaoh - Furhrer!ReplyDelete
Protection for you in your travels, Mighty Isis will watch over you. As you sail up the Nile keep an eye out for the crocodiles as they have made quite a comeback and are encroaching into civilized areas. Look for evidence of extra-terrestrial intervention in the ancient artifacts. Do have a great holiday and take many pictures.ReplyDelete
There's a tradition, isn't there, of the serious English traveller. Though perhaps the Germans were even more serious!ReplyDelete
Anyway have a safe and happy trip.
Calvin, I promise I shall.ReplyDelete
Anthony, your Isis wish is hugely appreciated.ReplyDelete
Mark, there is. I'm a latter day Gertrude Bell.ReplyDelete
Ana, great!! I will come back here to read about it. I hope you'll post photos?ReplyDelete
Katerine, a few. Unfortunately my own camera was stolen towards the end of the trip. :-(ReplyDelete