Ben-Hur: A Tale of the Christ
Ben-Hur: A Tale of the Christ (November 12, 1880) was a massive bestselling novel by the American Civil War General Lew Wallace, which was published by Harper & Brothers after seven years of writing by the author near his residence in Crawfordsville, Indiana.
The full book is in the public domain and freely available online.[1]
The bestselling American novel of the 19th century, its length is about 185,380 words and its page length is 620. It takes about 23 hours and 12 minutes to listen to its audiobook version.
The adaptation of this book to theater brought a large churchgoing public to overcome their skepticism towards the stage for the first time, beginning in 1899.
Crucifixion
There are only two express references to "Jesus" in the entire book, but it final chapter is devoted to the Crucifixion, including this prose:
| “ | The light in the eyes [of Jesus] went out; slowly the crowned head sank upon the laboring breast. Ben-Hur thought the struggle over; but the fainting soul recollected itself, so that he and those around him caught the other and last words, spoken in a low voice, as if to one listening close by:
“Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit.” A tremor shook the tortured body; there was a scream of fiercest anguish, and the mission and the earthly life were over at once. The heart, with all its love, was broken; for of that, O reader, the man died! Ben-Hur went back to his friends, saying, simply, “It is over; he is dead.” In a space incredibly short the multitude was informed of the circumstance. No one repeated it aloud; there was a murmur which spread from the knoll in every direction; a murmur that was little more than a whispering, “He is dead! he is dead!” and that was all. The people had their wish; the Nazarene was dead; yet they stared at each other aghast. His blood was upon them! And while they stood staring at each other, the ground commenced to shake; each man took hold of his neighbor to support himself; in a twinkling the darkness disappeared, and the sun came out; and everybody, as with the same glance, beheld the crosses upon the hill all reeling drunken-like in the earthquake. They beheld all three of them; but the one in the centre was arbitrary; it alone would be seen; and for that it seemed to extend itself upwards, and lift its burden, and swing it to and fro higher and higher in the blue of the sky. And every man among them who had jeered at the Nazarene; every one who had struck him; every one who had voted to crucify him; every one who had marched in the procession from the city; every one who had in his heart wished him dead, and they were as ten to one, felt that he was in some way individually singled out from the many, and that if he would live he must get away quickly as possible from that menace in the sky. They started to run; they ran with all their might; on horseback, and camels, and in chariots they ran, as well as on foot; but then as if it were mad at them for what they had done, and had taken up the cause of the unoffending and friendless dead, the earthquake pursued them, and tossed them about, and flung them down, and terrified them yet more by the horrible noise of great rocks grinding and rending beneath them. They beat their breasts and shrieked with fear. His blood was upon them! The home-bred and the foreign, priest and layman, beggar, Sadducee, Pharisee, were overtaken in the race, and tumbled about indiscriminately. If they called on the Lord, the outraged earth answered for him in fury, and dealt them all alike. It did not even know wherein the high-priest was better than his guilty brethren; overtaking him, it tripped him up also, and smirched the fringing of his robe, and filled the golden bells with sand, and his mouth with dust. He and his people were alike in the one thing at least—the blood of the Nazarene was upon them all! When the sunlight broke upon the crucifixion, the mother of the Nazarene, the disciple, and the faithful women of Galilee, the centurion and his soldiers, and Ben-Hur and his party, were all who remained upon the hill. These had not time to observe the flight of the multitude; they were too loudly called upon to take care of themselves. “Seat thyself here,” said Ben-Hur to Esther, making a place for her at her father’s feet. “Now cover thine eyes and look not up; but put thy trust in God, and the spirit of yon just man so foully slain.” “Nay,” said Simonides, reverently, “let us henceforth speak of him as the Christ.” “Be it so,” said Ben-Hur.[2] |
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"Hate"
The 1959 movie version contains a famous line about "hate" supposedly who keeps a desperate man alive. No such statement exists in the book, but it does contain many references to "hate".
