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First Line: Age-dim, pale domes of palestine yet gleam
Last Line: Me for an hour the sights you dreamed awhile.
Subject(s): Palestine


Age-dim, pale domes of Palestine yet gleam
Beside the four-square, hewn stone temple walls.
Yea, mosque and synagogue, whatever befalls,
Sit face to face, as though they would redeem,
Each one the other, with his sacred dream
Of centuries gone. For though no more the halls
Of Isis headline hieroglyphic scrawls;
Who knows what calls borne from the Indus stream,
Through Tyre, or Tigris, by the desert wind,
To Sphinx, or Gizey by the dozing Nile?
And who shall say what sighs and sounds may blend,
Of Babylon's Gardens, or Assyrian pile,
Before these ancient shrines? Pale domes, but lend
Me for an hour the sights you dreamed awhile.





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