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SYRIA, THE LAND OF LEBANON
As we drift to sleep, the song of the river calls us back, back, back to the Beginning of Things.
"Do mi fa, do do do."What care the wheels whether Saracen or Crusader conquer in the fight below!" Do fa sol, do do do." The chariots of Zenobia are rattling across the plain—or is it the fleeing cohorts of the Assyrian host? "Do sol la, do do do." The dark regiments of Pharaoh are coming up from the south, and the Hittite city rushes to arms. "Do mi sol, DO do do do." And old Orontes is slowly pushing around the great wheels of the dream city, while the Iliad is unsung, and Cheops is unquarried, and the fathers of Abram still dwell in Ur of the Chaldees.
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