SELECTIONS IN ENGLISH POETRY

Like music on the breath of spring, they saw the vision

lift and pass,

Till only white unbroken snow stretched out before

the earavan,

And the bewildered heart of man truth from delusion

could not know.
But all the long laborioxjs train moved slowly on its

course again 125

Across the snow unbroken, white, and nursing each

his private creed,

The merchant his illusive greed, the camels their

illusive spite.

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