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Sand of the Desert.
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Perhaps the camels of the Ishmaelite Trampled and passed it o'er,When into Egypt from the patriarch's sight His favorite son they bore.
Perhaps the feet of Moses, burnt and bare, Crushed it beneath their tread;Or Pharaoh's flashing wheels into the air Scattered it as they sped;
Or Mary, with the Christ of Nazareth Held close in her caress,Whose pilgrimage of hope and love and faith Illumed the wilderness;
Or anchorites beneath Engaddi's palms Pacing the Red Sea beach,And singing slow their old Armenian psalms In half-articulate speech;