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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420787" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rock In El Ghor</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dead Petra in her hill-tomb sleeps,<br>Her stones of emptiness remain;<br>Around her sculptured mystery sweeps<br>The lonely waste of Edom's plain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the doomed dwellers in the cleft<br>The bow of vengeance turns not back;<br>Of all her myriads none are left<br>Along the Wady Mousa's track.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Clear in the hot Arabian day<br>Her arches spring, her statues climb;<br>Unchanged, the graven wonders pay<br>No tribute to the spoiler, Time!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unchanged the awful lithograph<br>Of power and glory undertrod;<br>Of nations scattered like the chaff<br>Blown from the threshing-floor of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet shall the thoughtful stranger turn<br>From Petra's gates with deeper awe,<br>To mark afar the burial urn<br>Of Aaron on the cliffs of Hor;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And where upon its ancient guard<br>Thy Rock, El Ghor, is standing yet,--<br>Looks from its turrets desertward,<br>And keeps the watch that God has set.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The same as when in thunders loud<br>It heard the voice of God to man,<br>As when it saw in fire and cloud<br>The angels walk in Israel's van,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or when from Ezion-Geber's way<br>It saw the long procession file,<br>And heard the Hebrew timbrels play<br>The music of the lordly Nile;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or saw the tabernacle pause,<br>Cloud-bound, by Kadesh Barnea's wells,<br>While Moses graved the sacred laws,<br>And Aaron swung his golden bells.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rock of the desert, prophet-sung!<br>How grew its shadowing pile at length,<br>A symbol, in the Hebrew tongue,<br>Of God's eternal love and strength.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On lip of bard and scroll of seer,<br>From age to age went down the name,<br>Until the Shiloh's promised year,<br>And Christ, the Rock of Ages, came!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The path of life we walk to-day<br>Is strange as that the Hebrews trod;<br>We need the shadowing rock, as they,--<br>We need, like them, the guides of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God send His angels, Cloud and Fire,<br>To lead us o'er the desert sand!<br>God give our hearts their long desire,<br>His shadow in a weary land!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q>
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Her stones of emptiness remain;
Around her sculptured mystery sweeps
The lonely waste of Edom's plain.

From the doomed dwellers in the cleft
The bow of vengeance turns not back;
Of all her myriads none are left..."></div>
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