Out-of-Doors in the Holyland . every side. The roll-ing fields were embroidered with innumerable flow-ers. The narcissus, the rose of Sharon, had the little blue lilies-of-the-valley were there,and the pink and saffron mallows, and the yellowand white daisies, and the violet and snow of thedrooping cyclamen, and the gold of the genesta, andthe orange-red of the pimpernel, and, most beautifulof all, the glowing scarlet of the numberless anem-ones. Wide acres of young wheat and barley glis-tened in the light, as the wind-waves rippled throughtheir short, silken blades. There were few t
Out-of-Doors in the Holyland . every side. The roll-ing fields were embroidered with innumerable flow-ers. The narcissus, the rose of Sharon, had the little blue lilies-of-the-valley were there,and the pink and saffron mallows, and the yellowand white daisies, and the violet and snow of thedrooping cyclamen, and the gold of the genesta, andthe orange-red of the pimpernel, and, most beautifulof all, the glowing scarlet of the numberless anem-ones. Wide acres of young wheat and barley glis-tened in the light, as the wind-waves rippled throughtheir short, silken blades. There were few trees,except now and then an olive-orchard or a round-topped carob with its withered pods. The highlands of Judea lay stretched out alongthe eastern horizon, a line of azure and amethystineheights, changing colour and seeming almost tobreathe and move as the cloud shadows fleeted overthem, and reaching away northward and southwardas far as eye could see. Rugged and treeless, savefor a clump of oaks or terebinths planted here or.
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