BY THE WATERS OF BABYLON by Stephen Vincent Benét. The north and the w est and the south are good hunting ground, but it is forbidden to go east. It. Dec 14, Need help with By the Waters of Babylon in Stephen Vincent Benét’s By the Waters of Babylon? Check out our revolutionary side-by-side. The By the Waters of Babylon Community Note includes chapter-by-chapter summary and analysis, character list, by Stephen Vincent Benet.

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I find it very hard to believe that someone that lived over years ago could go into so much detail describing something that hasn’t happened stepheh. After a time, I myself was allowed to go into the dead houses and search for metal. Everywhere went the gods, on foot and in chariots—there were gods beyond number and counting and their chariots blocked the streets. Then the towers began to fall. Most irrelevant title there has ever been. Thought-provoking, terrific little read. Weary, he soon falls asleep.

This short story will give my 10th graders plenty to talk about on topics about knowledge, point of view, and beliefs. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up.

Open Preview See a Problem? There are many pigeons, nesting vincfnt dropping in the towers—the gods must have loved them, or, perhaps, they used them for sacrifices.

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John realizes that god chose to stepheen in the city, watching the city die with the knowledge that he himself would die, too. We do not even say its name though we know its name.


I said aloud, “I am a priest and the son of a priest!

I really liked this short story. A beautiful story, far ahead of its time. Always when I looked for game, bu was in front of my arrow, and twice I passed hunting parties of the Forest People without their knowing. So he knew that I was truly his son and would be a priest in my time. After that, I wished to tell all the people but he showed me otherwise. The same knowledge that builds can also destroy, an idea that our main character discovers while exploring the East.

My head hummed with my fasting—I did not even see the panther spring upon the white fawn.

When I had reached the god-road, I saw that there were others behind him. Everywhere there are the ruins of the high towers of the gods.

By the Waters of Babylon

I saw a fishhawk, catching fish in the river. I was stepphen to look out upon the city of the gods. Or do they just like a book with a happy ending? A few escaped—yes, a few.

Each book in the series has been designed with today’s young reader in mind. I’m always a sucker for cautionary tale about society. Not the first book Bent would have picked up on my own, but definitely an interesting read. He looked at me out of both eyes.

If I benst slept later, they would have come upon me asleep and torn out my throat. The way it was written kind of bugged me, but I understand why it was done that way and it suited the story well.

I do not know the customs of rivers—we are the People of the Hills. Now I go to the Place of the Gods, I shall not return.

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Then my eyes grew used to the light and my ears to the sound. I mean, the character John was okay. He is afraid to sleep in a Dead Place, but if he sleeps outside, he risks being attacked by the dogs. Most of all, I liked to hear of the Old Days and the stories of the gods. John continues to pursue knowledge in spite of his fear and the laws of the tribe, showing he values knowledge over life or society. It was magic what they could do—it was magic what they did.


When I thought of it, my tongue felt dry in my throat, in spite of my wish for knowledge. He seems particularly struck by painting of flowers that appears blurry and abstract when viewed up close, but looks realistic when viewed from far away. When the raft was made, I said the sayings for the dead and painted myself for death.

It seemed to me it should not have happened, with all the magic they had. Readers understand that John is witnessing New York city lit up at night by electric light—an astounding sight for a person from a society without electricity.

They burrowed tunnels under rivers—they flew in the air. He breaks their ultimate rule by heading to the “Place of the Gods,” which we later discover to be view spoiler [a post-apocalyptic New York City hide spoiler ]. John tells us that his experience as a priest has since shown him that his father was right. I looked about me—not far away there was a great, broken god-road, leading north.