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Ruins of Desert Cathay : vol.2 | |
中国砂漠地帯の遺跡 : vol.2 |
CH. LXXVI CAMP AT THE 'SPRING OF WINE' 287
jungle-like thickets of the garden seemed rather to belong
ki to one of those half-ruined villas once tenanted by Moghul
ti or Sikh grandees which during years gone by had furnished
61 me with cherished haunts in the country around Lahore.
Ii. In the end I decided that a kindly fairy had chosen for my
delectation to reproduce, in distant Cathay and in a climate
lai recalling Kashmir, that delightful old garden of Shah
ti Balawal, with its shady terraces and gaily stuccoed little
k shrines, which was my favourite refuge during Lahore
i times. Maharaja Sher Singh, with more than one of his
äF courtiers, had been murdered there, and old friends who
cheered me with their visits used to call it my ' tomb.'
Would that I could have greeted them also at this its Cathayan replica !
On an airy terrace overlooking spring and lake as well
it as much of the fertile land across the river, I had my tent
pitched. The roof of a small belvedere which had long ago lost doors, windows, and other encumbrances of a sedentary civilization, furnished welcome shade. A walled
it garden behind, with thick clumps of fruit-trees, on which
the apricots were just ripening, secured desirable privacy. Outside it to the west, under majestic old elms which seemed to rival the plane-trees of Kashmir (Fig. 229), was my reception hall, a large and elegant temple all in
a wood, with a fine carved roof and gracefully curved eaves
over its verandahs. Its architect had evidently thought more of providing a convenient place for social gatherings than a home for divinities ; for whereas the images, grotesque figures in stucco and of recent make, occupied a modest alcove to the north, the main body of the structure was given up to a large hall without any
religious use.
The whole was as airy as one could wish, the open-
work screens forming the sides having long lost their paper covering and all doors their panels. The little garden parterre, full of marigolds, sunflowers, and peonies, through which the hall was approached, had suffered less from neglect than the buildings and supplied a gay patch of colours. A small dwelling by its side, half ruin half woodshed, accommodated Chiang-ssû-yeh, ever content with his
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