Lilah: A Forbidden Love, a People's Destiny

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Set in the magnificent culture of the Middle East more than four thousand years ago, Lilah is a rich and emotionally resonant story of faith, love, and courage.

Living in exile, Lilah is in love with Antinoes, a Persian warrior. They have known each other since they were children, and Antinoes dearly wants to make Lilah his wife. Yet Lilah does not feel she can marry without the blessing of her brother, Ezra. She and Ezra are close, and Lilah knows her brother well?he does not ...

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Overview

Set in the magnificent culture of the Middle East more than four thousand years ago, Lilah is a rich and emotionally resonant story of faith, love, and courage.

Living in exile, Lilah is in love with Antinoes, a Persian warrior. They have known each other since they were children, and Antinoes dearly wants to make Lilah his wife. Yet Lilah does not feel she can marry without the blessing of her brother, Ezra. She and Ezra are close, and Lilah knows her brother well—he does not want his sister to have a husband outside their faith. Ezra is a scholar of the laws of Moses, and Lilah believes it is her brother’s destiny to lead the Jewish people back to the Promised Land. While Antinoes pressures her to accept his proposal, Lilah realizes that before she can consider her own happiness, it is her duty to help her brother accomplish the seemingly impossible task that is before him.

Putting herself in grave danger, and with the help of Antinoes, Lilah wins Ezra an audience with Artaxerxes II, the King of Kings, who grants permission to lead the exiles on their journey back to the Promised Land. After a hazardous trip across the desert, Lilah, Ezra, and the thousands who join them arrive in Jerusalem. But the hardship of rebuilding the Temple takes its toll, and the religious enthusiasm of some turns to extremism. Ezra, listening to the zealots, orders all non-Jewish wives and their children banished from Jerusalem. Lilah, whose love for Antinoes has never wavered, is horrified by this command. She knows she must now choose between her brother and her conscience, which tells her that the time has come to defy him.

Lilah is a timeless story of one woman’s stand against intolerance; it will linger in the reader’s mind long after the last page has been turned.

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Editorial Reviews

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Praise for Sarah, the first book in Marek Halter’s Canaan Trilogy

“A worthy heiress to Anita Diamant’s bestseller The Red Tent, and an entertaining read, with a heroine who uses both her brains and her femininity to astonishing effect.” —Atlantic Journal-Constitution

Praise for Zipporah, the second book in the Canaan Trilogy

“In this portrait of an astonishingly sensual and independent woman, there is little doubt that Marek Halter will succeed once again in seducing his readers, male and female alike.” —Marie Claire

“Enjoyable . . . includes many rich cultural details and plenty of steamy sex.” —Publishers Weekly

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Publishers Weekly
In his final installment of the Canaan Trilogy (Sarah; Zipporah), Halter ambitiously tackles portions of the complicated biblical book of Ezra, which centers on the rebuilding of the Jerusalem temple and calls Israel to ethnic and religious purity. In the Persian town of Susa, the beautiful Lilah dreams of marrying her Persian lover and childhood sweetheart, Antinoes. However, her beloved brother Ezra, who has immersed himself in studying the laws of God, refuses to approve of their union since Antinoes is not a Jew. As the story unfolds, with scenes full of rich detail, Lilah becomes the unlikely instrument of gaining royal approval for the Jewish people to return to Jerusalem and rebuild the holy city. However, once there, Ezra orders all non-Jewish wives and children driven away in what is surely one of the most heart-wrenching episodes directly from scripture. A horrified Lilah repudiates her brother and leaves with them. As the cast-off women wander unprotected outside the city, rape, murder and mayhem ensue. (It's confusing that Lilah narrates one violent scene, but readers are unsure how she survives it.) As in Sarah and Zipporah, there is plenty of highly charged sexuality and some imaginative storytelling. Unfortunately, as with its predecessors, the story trails off, and the ending is unsatisfactory. (June) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
An Old Testament love triangle: the final installment of Halter's bestselling trilogy of Biblical heroines, this book features his brightest star. The beauteous Lilah must make a choice: the alien warrior who inflames her heart's desire or her ascetic brother, bowing his head before the harsh dictates of merciless law? Antinoes the Persian, his comely thigh branded with a javelin scar, returns from battling the Greeks to Susa, his empire's capital, and pell-mell into the arms of Lilah. Halter (Zipporah, Wife of Moses, 2005, etc.) makes it easy to understand Antinoes' haste: The Jewish prize is Woman-part wisdom goddess, part juicy squeeze. She flutters a lot, too, and is given to drama, sort of an exclamation point with breasts. The pair have been soulmates since toddling times in the shadow of the Citadel a "hundred cubits above the River Shaour." Lilah's brother Ezra had joined in their playtime, but now he's the dour disciple of the dying Baruch, a sage who dreams of his people's return to their Promised Land. Ezra will inherit the promise but load the vision with the intolerance of a zealot: No Persian, he swears, will wed his lovely sister. Artaxerxes II, Persia's King of Kings, gives Ezra the go-ahead for his exodus. Hordes then move with him to Jerusalem, Lilah in tow, where he utters his final fanatic proclamation: In order to preserve racial purity, all non-Jewish wives and their children must be banished. Lilah swoons less and less as the story progresses, in the end emerging as a beacon light for a kinder, gentler Yaweh. Generous with period detail-tunics, oiled beards and statues of Ahura Mazda-the clean, moving story neatly balances religious meditation and swift plot.Action-packed scripture.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781400052820
  • Publisher: Crown Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 4/24/2007
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 272
  • Sales rank: 328,589
  • Product dimensions: 5.28 (w) x 8.00 (h) x 0.60 (d)

Meet the Author

Marek Halter was born in Poland in 1936. During World War II, his family escaped the Warsaw ghetto and eventually settled in France. He is the author of several critically acclaimed, bestselling novels. Lilah is the final installment in the sweeping, bestselling Canaan trilogy, which also includes Sarah and Zipporah, Wife of Moses.

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The Roofs of Susa

In his message, Antinoes had not specified the place where they would meet. There was no need.

As she approached the summit of the tower, Lilah's heart began beating louder and louder. She stopped, closed her eyes, put her hand on her stomach, and tried to regain her breath.

It was not because of the dark, narrow staircase. She had found her way again easily enough. She had climbed these brick steps so often that it was no problem to find her footing. No, what made her breathless was the knowledge that Antinoes might be up there, on the terrace, waiting for her.

In a moment, she would see his face again, hear his voice, rediscover his gentle eyes and soft skin.

Had he changed? A little? A lot?

She had often heard women complain that when their husbands returned from the wars, they were like strangers. Even when their bodies were intact, they themselves had become colder, more aloof.

But she had nothing to fear. Antinoes's message was eloquent enough: The man who had written those words had not changed in any way.

She moved the gold and silver fibula that held her veil to her beautiful tunic, and adjusted her belt incrusted with mother-of-pearl. Her bracelets jangled, and the sound echoed like bells against the blind wall of the tower.

Lighthearted and smiling, Lilah climbed the last flight of stairs. The door to the terrace was open. The setting sun was blinding, and she shaded her eyes with her hand.

Nobody here.

She turned, looking all around the little terrace.

No voice uttered her name.

No cry of impatience greeted her.

Disappointment pierced her heart.

Then she smiled with relief.

Beneath the canopy that covered most of the terrace was a low table heavily laden with goblets of fruit and cakes and pitchers of cold water and beer, and surrounded by thick cushions. A large red ceramic vase held an enormous bunch of pale roses and lilacs from the East, her favorite flowers.

Her disappointment faded away. No, Antinoes had not forgotten anything. Wars and battles had not changed him.

For their first night of love, he had covered their bed with rose petals from his father's garden.

SLOWLY eating grapes, which were transparent in the twilight, Lilah rested her elbows on the parapet surrounding the top of the tower. At this hour, when night was approaching like a caress, there was nothing more splendid than the view from this terrace.

Some hundred cubits above the River Shaour rose the immense cliff walls of the Citadel. The royal courtyard known as the Apadana was lined with marble columns, carved in Egypt and transported by thousands of men and mules; these columns gleamed like bronze flames in the sun, and themselves were surrounded by marble terraces even more vast than the palace. Giant sculptures of bulls, lions, and winged monsters guarded the Apadana, which was reached by flights of steps so broad and so high they could have held the entire population of the city. Few, though, were entitled to climb them.

At the foot of the walls, enclosing the Citadel like a casket, were the palaces of the royal city, with their many gardens. In a last flash of brilliance, the rays of the setting sun, reflected in the lazy meandering of the Shaour, came to rest in the gardens, fading amid the dense cedars and eucalyptus trees.

The royal city was encircled by a brick wall, pierced with small square windows and flanked by tall crenellated towers, colored red, orange, and blue in places, which separated it from the busy streets of the upper town. These streets, squeezed between flat whitewashed roofs, ran as straight as if they had been cut with a double-edged sword. They stretched far to the east, the north, and the south--dark, crowded trenches that Lilah could barely make out from here. The hum of activity could still be heard: She imagined a mass of people in the streets, the awnings of the booths being lowered.

Antinoes' garden and house occupied a rectangular strip in the patricians' quarter, close to the royal palace. The garden was old and luxuriant. The elegant palms and cypresses lining the main alley leading from the outer wall to the house were as high as the tower itself.

A sudden sound made Lilah freeze.

The shadows were already lengthening in the twilight. She looked at the door leading to the staircase.

All she had heard was a slight rustling. But she knew he was there.

"Antinoes?" she called.

A face emerged from the shadows, a face she had so often evoked in her daydreams: the rather broad, hooked nose, the finely drawn nostrils, the tender, well-defined mouth, the arched eyebrows, the narrowed lids, the look in the eyes that made her tremble.

He uttered her name, very softly. "Lilah!"

He wore the dress of a Persian warrior: a short, close-fitting, long-sleeved tunic, purple with large fawn-colored circles, and equally close-fitting ankle-length trousers. The straps of his sandals were tied high up his calves. His belt was as wide as a hand, its gold buckle adorned with a lion's head. Three chains, of silver, gold, and bronze, linked it to a brooch in the shape of a bull's head pinned to his right shoulder. A felt ribbon embroidered with gold thread held his oiled and scented hair in place. A dazzling smile gleamed within his finely plaited beard.

He repeated her name, laughing now, almost shouting. "Lilah! Lilah!"

Lilah began to laugh, too. He held out his hands to her, palms upraised. She moved forward slowly and placed her palms on his. Antinoes' hands were hot. They closed over hers, and the mere touch was like an embrace. Antinoes' eyes gleamed in the setting sun.

"You're here!" she murmured, hardly aware that she had spoken.

He raised their entwined hands to his lips. He was still laughing, silently, as if he were out of breath. A caressing laugh, a laugh of pure joy, which enveloped them and carried them away.

They let go of each other's hands, the better to embrace. The laughter was swept away by their kisses. The kisses were swept away by their impatience.

For a long moment, the terrace around them seemed to contain the whole world. Susa had vanished. Time and troubles had evaporated. Only the deep, translucent sky of the dying twilight was still there.

They undressed, with all the clumsiness of long-separated lovers. Time, memory, impatience, and fear faded away in their turn.

Once again, they were Antinoes and Lilah.

THE silence of the star-studded night lay heavy on the city when, both out of breath, they untangled their limbs.

Here and there, torches glowed in the courtyards of the great houses. Naphtha flames, held in wide dishes, danced on the walls of the Citadel, as they did every night, forming a royal diadem hanging in the darkness.

Antinoes freed himself from Lilah's arms and stood up from the cushions. He groped for a little chest of apple-tree wood containing a flint and a touchwood wick. A moment later, a torch crackled into flame.

Lilah now saw clearly the body she had held in the darkness. Antinoes' waist was slimmer, and his high buttocks made two dimples in his lower back. During the years in which the war against the Greeks and the King of Kings' brother had kept him far from her, he had grown harder.

He turned as he slotted the torch between the bricks on the parapet, not far from the table still piled high with food, and she discovered the scar.

"Your thigh!"

Antinoes smiled, with a touch of pride. "A Lydian sword at Carchemish. It was only the seventh time I'd been in close combat, so I wasn't very experienced. He was on the ground; I should have been more careful."

Lilah's fingers followed the twists and turns of the light-colored furrow in Antinoes' solid thigh.

He leaned down and seized her fingers, entwined them again with his own. "It's nothing. It took only a moon for the wound to close. Since then, I've only fought in a chariot. Where you're in a chariot, the enemy doesn't aim at the legs, but at the heart or the head. As you see, I still have both of those."

Lilah fell back, and stared up at the sky. "How many times," she murmured, "when the night and the stars arrived, I thought about that. Even though you were under the same stars, you were far from me, and I imagined you dying. Or you were seriously wounded, and you wanted to see me, but I had no way of knowing. A javelin went through you, and then the wax tablet informing me of your death went through me, too."

Antinoes laughed again. "It would never have happened. The Greeks and Cyrus the Younger's mercenaries learned to fear me." He kneeled, keeping a slight distance between them, and looked at Lilah in silence, serious now. "I know every inch of your face," he whispered, closing his eyes. "That was what I thought about. Your eyes, so black I can see myself reflected in them even by daylight, your lashes, your long straight eyebrows, as thin as a plume of smoke. Your high, stubborn brow, the brow of a young bull, your cheeks that blush both when you're angry and when I kiss them. I know every line of your mouth. I've drawn them a hundred times in the sand. The upper lip is longer and fuller than the other. A mouth so sweet, so alive, I can always tell what you're thinking."

His eyes still closed, he reached out his hand, trembling slightly. With his fingers, he traced the curve of a breast, glided over her belly, and stroked her hair, which hung loose down to her hips.

He opened his eyes. "In the last two years, I've seen many women," he went on. "The beauties of Cilicia or the northern Euphrates, the wives of the great warriors of Lydia . . . The more beautiful they were, the more they made me think of you. The more foolish or provocative, the more I dreamed of you. And whenever I happened to come across one who could compare with you, I was angry at her for not being you."

He caressed her gently, as if reinventing her body with his fingers, imprinting every curve, every inch of skin, on his palm.

"When I fought, you were with me. Arrows and swords could not touch me. The mere thought of your beauty protected me."

Lilah gave a throaty laugh, leaned forward, and embraced him, ready to kiss him again. She pressed her hard nipples against Antinoes' chest as if she wanted to be absorbed by him.

"I was never afraid when I fought," he murmured. "But every day, I was afraid you would forget me. Every day I dreamed you might forget Antinoes. The men of Susa would be mad not to see your beauty."

"So, we both felt the same terror." She bit the back of his neck, and he shivered. She laughed.

"Don't laugh!" he cried. "Now we're together forever."

For a brief moment Lilah froze at his words. But Antinoes' kisses wiped out the cold. Her belly was soon on fire again, as Antinoes' member swelled against her thigh. She gripped his shoulders and pushed him down onto the cushions, her love's warrior and her lover's enchantress.

THE moon was rising above the Zagros Mountains when she whispered that it was time for her to return home.

"Stay the night!" Antinoes protested.

She smiled, and shook her head. "No, not tonight. We're not yet man and wife, and I don't want Aunt Sarah to find my bedchamber empty in the morning."

"Oh, come on! Your aunt Sarah knows perfectly well that you're here, and she's delighted."

Lilah gave a little laugh and stroked her lover's eyelids, tracing his eyebrows with the tip of her index finger. "Then I'm the one who wants to get back to my bedchamber by dawn. Thinking about you, smelling the scent of you on my skin."

"You'll smell it all the better if you remain here. Lilah, why go? We've only just been reunited."

"Because I'm your lover," Lilah whispered, kissing his brow. "Your lover, but not your wife."

She started to move away, but Antinoes sat up and gripped her wrist. "When? When will you be my wife?"

She found it hard to meet his eyes. The darkness and the warm, flickering light of the torch made the shadows on his face seem harsher. She thought of how his face must look in battle.

"I'll go to see your uncle first thing tomorrow," Antinoes insisted. "We'll fix the day. As far as I'm concerned, everything is ready. I've made offerings to Ahura Mazda, I've left a tablet with your name on it for the royal eunuchs. You know that's the law for high-ranking officers. Now, the king and queen may oppose a marriage with . . . between a Persian officer and a non-Persian." He broke off with a grimace and shook his head. "Lilah, what is it? Don't you want to be my wife?"

"I want nothing else," she said with a smile.

"Then why delay?"

Lilah gathered her hair to cover her chest, and searched for her tunic among the cushions. Antinoes waited for a reply, but none came. He stood up abruptly and walked nervously to the parapet, barely illumined by the light of the torch. "I came back to be your husband," he said in a low voice. "I shan't leave Susa again until that house down there is your house." He pointed to the diadem of the Citadel, shining unperturbed in the night. "There, in a few days, I shall wear a helmet with red and white plumes and a leather breastplate with the insignia of the heroes of Artaxerxes. But without you, without your love and the thought of you, even a Greek child could vanquish me."

He spoke without looking at her. Lilah covered herself with her tunic. As she was about to hook the sides together, Antinoes came back to her and seized her by the arms.

"It's Ezra, isn't it? It's Ezra who's holding you back."

"I have to talk to him."

"Hasn't he changed? Does he still hate me?"

Lilah did not reply. She freed herself from his grip and hooked her tunic.

"Does he know I've come back?" Antinoes asked.

"No. I'm going tomorrow."

"To the lower town?"

Lilah merely nodded.

Antinoes grunted, and moved away from her angrily. "What a fool!"

"No, Antinoes, he's no fool. He does what he thinks is right. He studies and learns, and that's important."

An ironic look on his face, Antinoes was about to reply, but Lilah raised her hand.

"No, don't mock, that would be unfair. Soon after you left, an old man came to see him in the lower town.

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Reading Group Guide

1. Before you read this book, had you heard of Lilah? If so, what did you know about her? Why do you think Marek Halter chose to write the story of her life?

2. Why is Ezra’s approval of Lilah’s impending marriage so important to her? Why does she utterly refuse to marry without his blessing?

3. Why is Parysatis so cruel to Lilah? Do you think she targets her specifically for any reason, or is this behavior, as Lilah interprets it, just the game she plays? What do you see as driving her attacks?

4. Do you agree with Lilah’s decision to give up her future with Antinoes? Would you have made the same choice if faced with her dilemma? In the end, do you see her as a heroine or a martyr? Do you think, when all is said and done, her loyalty to Ezra and her people led her in the right direction, or did you question her choice to the very end?

5. Consider the characters of Axatria and Sogdiam. What roles do they play in the context of Lilah’s story? How is each an influence on the life-changing decisions that she makes, and why do you think they make the choices that they do?

6. Discuss the ways that leadership and power are portrayed in this novel. We see many different approaches–from Parysatis’s control that is held with intimidation and murder to the rule of Ezra in Jerusalem, and the leadership roles that Yahezya and Lilah finally take among the women and children that are cast out. Who do you think is the strongest and most effective leader we see, and why? To what degree does each of them serve the people beneath them well, and to what degree do they fall short?

7. What lasting impact on Ezra’s life does Master Baruch have? And Lilah’s? Why do you think that it is Lilah who seems to be a more willing recipient of the messages the teacher tries to impart to his pupil?

8. We see many forms of exclusion in this novel: the Jews are a people apart from the Persians, women are kept separate from men, servants exist on a different plane than those they live among and work for. Each group chooses to define itself with a different set of criteria. What do you think of the issues this raises? To what degree is this separateness integral to identity, both in Lilah’s world and now, and what dangers does it create? Where is the line between guarding identity and exclusion?

9. From where does Lilah draw her strength and her conviction? Does this change throughout the course of the novel, or is it constant throughout?

10. Ezra’s studies of the laws of Moses bring him to a strict interpretation of God’s will, as defined in the writings that later became part of the Old Testament that we know. But Lilah, and many others, vehemently disagree with this kind of literalism. In what ways does this debate resonate today, and what do you think of the issue of the letter of the law versus the spirit of the law? If the holy writings Ezra studies are the only way he has of knowing his God and they lead him astray, where else can he turn?

11. What do you think is the gravest mistake that Ezra makes? What did you see as the turning point for him? Is there a moment that he could have gone another way and chooses not to?

12. One of the main themes in Lilah is that of home, of family, and of connectedness. Discuss the places you see this theme explored in the novel, and in the end, what the meaning of family is in this context.

13. At a certain point, Lilah stops writing to Antinoes and admits that she has given up hope that he will ever receive her letters. But she continues writing nonetheless. What is the significance of this shift for her, and why do you think she continues to write even though she admits that in all probability, no one will ever read her words?

14. Why does Ezra not waver in his conviction to cut off the women and children who have left the city, even after Lilah joins them? Why is love for his sister and the pain of the husbands and fathers that have been left behind not enough to show him the folly of his ways, and why does he seem to grow only more cruel to the outsiders as time goes on?

15. What do you make of Lilah’s chilling final words in this novel: “The injustice of it will lie heavy on men until the end of time.” (p. 233)? To what degree do you agree with this statement? Have we moved past the kind of thinking that caused the pain and bloodshed Lilah witnessed? What other events in history, if any, does her story remind you of?

16. Does Ezra’s emotion at his sister’s death ring true to you? Do you think the realization that he had wronged and forgotten her, and with her, his own better nature, will have an impact on the way he governs in the future? From what you have seen of his character, is he capable of changing, or of ruling justly without the guidance of another?

17. Discuss the three epigraphs that Halter uses at the opening of Lilah. What do you think of each individually, and what is he saying by juxtaposing the three?

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  • Anonymous

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    hard to finish

    Sorry but I just couldnt figure out what the point is to this book. The entire thing was a repeated description of how poor girl couldn't get approval from her brother to marry someone. Also, can my brother save his people? Can barely remember what he's trying to save them from.

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