Old Cairo
( On looking at a small picture) I see between the earth and sky The saffron drooping low, And by the ancient sun-dyed Nile A glimpse of Old Cairo. A palm of two against the blue, And one tree, not too tall, And native craft, with masts aslant Moored by a long, low wall. The buildings, each a painted box, And level as the sea, With window-eyes from out the past In silence stare at me. I look at them from other lands And feel the hush of heat, And almost hear the noiseless tread Of hurrying native feet. The greatness of the past unrolls, Vast hosts file slowly hy, And miracles wake songs of praise Under a desert sky. Few inches here—a tiny scene— The saffron drooping low — But all of Egypt’s glory in A glimpse of Old Cairo. —Vere Latham Baillieu.
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Manawatu Times, Volume LIV, Issue 6802, 4 January 1929, Page 11
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144Old Cairo Manawatu Times, Volume LIV, Issue 6802, 4 January 1929, Page 11
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