"Ah, by that I know you were never there."
"Oh, it is the land where there are no unhappy people, the desired of all the rest of the earth, the mother of all the gods, and therefore supremely blest. There, O son of Arrius, there the happy find increase of happiness, and the wretched, going, drink once of the sweet water of the sacred river, and laugh and sing, rejoicing like children."
"Are not the very poor with you there as elsewhere?"
"The very poor in Egypt are the very simple in wants and ways," she replied. "They have no wish beyond enough, and how little that is, a Greek or a Roman cannot know."
"But I am neither Greek nor Roman."
"I have a garden of roses, and in the midst of it is a tree, and its bloom is the richest of all. Whence came it, think you?"
"From Persia, the home of the rose."
"Ah! one of the isles of Greece."