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The Miracle and Other Poems
THE MIRACLE
Up from the templed city of the Jews, The road ran straight and white To Jericho, the City of the Palms, The
City of Delight.
Down that still road from far Judean hills The shepherds drove their sheep At silver dawn--at stirring of the
birds-- When men were all asleep.
Full many went that weary way at noon, Or rested by the trees, Romans and slaves, Gentiles and bearded
priests, Sinners and Pharisees.
THE MIRACLE
Up from the templed city of the Jews, The road ran straight and white To Jericho, the City of the Palms, The
City of Delight.
Down that still road from far Judean hills The shepherds drove their sheep At silver dawn--at stirring of the
birds-- When men were all asleep.
Full many went that weary way at noon, Or rested by the trees, Romans and slaves, Gentiles and bearded
priests, Sinners and Pharisees.
