Amurath to Amurath

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Macmillan and Company, limited, 1924 - 370 pages
 

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Page 260 - Where a multitude of men breathed joy and woe Long ago; Lust of glory pricked their hearts up, dread of shame Struck them tame; And that glory and that shame alike, the gold Bought and sold.
Page 140 - I shouted, and galloped forward. Of all the wonderful experiences that have fallen my way, the first sight of Kheidhar is the most memorable. It reared its mighty walls out of the sand, almost untouched by time, breaking the long lines of the waste with its huge towers, steadfast and massive, as though it were, as I had at first thought it, the work of nature, not of man. We approached it from the north, on which side a long low building runs out towards the sandy depression of the Wady Lebay'a.
Page 141 - A zaptieth caught me up as I reached the first of the vaulted rooms, and out of the northern gateway a man in long robes of white and black came trailing down towards us through the hot silence. "Peace be upon you," said he. "And upon you peace, Sheikh 'Ali," returned the zaptieh. "This lady is of the English." "Welcome, my lady Khan," said the sheikh; "be pleased to enter and to rest.
Page 260 - ... year they sent a million fighters forth South and North, And they built their gods a brazen pillar high As the sky, Yet reserved a thousand chariots in full force — Gold, of course. Oh heart! oh blood that freezes, blood that burns! Earth's returns For whole centuries of folly, noise and sin ! Shut them in, With their triumphs and their glories and the rest! Love is best. A LOVERS
Page 122 - ... hold the Euphrates road to-day. At the pleasant hour of dusk I sat among the flowering weeds by my tent door while Fattuh cooked our dinner in his kitchen among the rocks, Sfaga gathered a fuel of desert scrub, Fawwaz stirred the rice pot, and the bubbling of Hussein's narghileh gave a note of comfort to our bivouac. My table was a big stone, the mares cropping the ragged grass round the tent were my dinner-party ; one by one the stars shone out in a moonless heaven and our tiny encampment was...
Page 118 - By the truth, it is the road of death,' repeated Hussein. ' Twice last year the Deleim robbed the mail and killed the bearer of it' I had by this time spread out Kiepert. • Inform me,' said I, ' concerning the water." ' Oh, lady,' said the old man, ' I rode with the mail for twenty years. An hour and a half from Kebeisa there is water at 'Ain Za'zu', and in four hours more there is water in the tank of Khubbaz after the winter, but this year there is none by reason of the lack of rain. Twelve hours...
Page 47 - ... of all traces of settled habitation. The tents of the Weldeh were scattered along" the banks, and occasionally a small bit of ground had been scratched with the plough and sown with corn. At one point we saw the white canvas tent of a man from Aleppo, who was engaged in negotiating an agricultural partnership with the Weldeh sheikhs. The majestic presence of the river in the midst of uncultivated lands, which, with the help of its waters, would need so little labour to make them productive, takes...
Page v - We wither away but they wane not, the stars that above us rise ; The mountains remain after us, and the strong towers when we are gone.
Page 125 - ... westwards to the receding ridges of the Gar'at ej Jemal and east to the Euphrates ; it was dry and blotched with an evil-looking crust of sulphur. Fawwaz turned his camel's head a little to the east of south and began to look anxiously for landmarks. We hoped to find at Abu Jir an encampment of the Deleim, and, eagerly as we wished to avoid the scattered horsemen of the tribe by day, it was essential that we should pass the night near their tents. The desert is governed by old and well-defined...
Page 116 - Fattuh and I saw the caravan start out in the direction of Baghdad, not without inner heart-searchings as to where and how we should meet it again, and having loaded three donkeys with all that was left to us of worldly goods, we turned our faces towards the wilderness. I looked back upon the ancient mound of Hit, the palm groves and the dense smoke of the pitch fires rising into the clear air, and as I looked our zaptieh came out to join us — a welcome sight, for the Mudir might well have repented...

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