Say “Ancient Egyptians” and people pretty much think about their love affair with pyramids, the afterlife, gold and jewels, wigs, eye kohl, and tombs. But did you know the Ancient Egyptians also had a love affair with poems?
What makes Ancient Egyptian poetry so fascinating is that it gives us, today, a glimpse into what their real, daily life was like. And unlike us, today, the Ancient Egyptians had no hangups about sex. It was considered a normal and vital part of life (and even their afterlife!). In short, they knew how to get their sexy on when it came to feelings of the heart.
Here are some wonderful examples. 🙂
My beloved met me,
Took his pleasure of me, rejoiced as one with me.
The brother brought me into his house,
Laid me down on a fragrant honey-bed.
My precious sweet, lying by my heart,
One by one “tongue making”, one by one,
My brother of fairest face did so fifty times…
Man of my heart, my beloved man,
your allure is a sweet thing, as sweet as honey.
Man of my heart, my beloved man,
your allure is a sweet thing, as sweet as honey.
You have captivated me,
of my own free will I will come to you.
Man, let me flee with you—into the bedroom.
You have captivated me;
of my own free will I shall come to you.
Lad, let me flee with you—into the bedroom.
Man, let me do the sweetest things to you.
My precious sweet, let me bring you honey.
In the bedchamber dripping with honey
let us enjoy over and over your allure, the sweet thing.
Lad, let me do the sweetest things to you.
My precious sweet, let me bring you honey.
O, my god, my lotus …
The north wind is blowing …
It is pleasant to go down to the river
My heart longs to enter it
To bathe with you.
I let you see my beauty
in a shirt of finest royal linen,
moist with balsam.
My hair is plaited with reeds
I enter the water to be with you
And leave it to join you
With a red fish.
It is beautiful on my fingers
I lay it down before you
Contemplating your beauty.
O my hero, my lover!
Come and look at me!
Makes you smile at the sweet, honest passion, doesn’t it?
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I believe it was only the rulers who literally married their sisters. I’ve known about Egyptian love poetry since high school, when our Civilization textbook in Advanced Placement Social Studies started with a gorgeous full color plate of Nefertiti and this gem: “If I kiss her/ and her lips are open/ I am happy/ even without beer.” That was pretty racy for 15-year-olds in Queens in the 1950s.
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Love it!!! And yes — royals married their bloodlines.
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I love how little some things have changed through the ages 🙂
In the first poem, did she mean “brother” literally? I seem to recall that this wasn’t a big deal back then.
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Brother wasn’t literal to them as it is to us. It was a term of endearment.
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