Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Asia: Vols. XXI–XXIII. 1876–79.
Galilee
By Nicholas Michell (18071880)B
The hills and vales of far-famed Galilee.
Though man may walk no more, as in old time,
With step of freedom, and with brow sublime;
Though on the Jew the Moslem pours disdain,
And thinks him less than reptile of the plain;
Though Rapine, mocking law, may prowl the land,
And Murder daily rear her blood-stained hand,—
Still Nature smiles, and Galilee appears
Fair as a bride, although a bride in tears.
In Jezreel’s vale the corn is waving deep,
Fir, larch, and myrtle grace high Tabor’s steep;
In warm Sepphoris’ beds the tulip’s streak
Rivals red Morn when soft her blushes break;
Ten thousand pansies breathe their odorous breath,
And orchards bloom round holy Nazareth;
While birds with song, as cooler eve comes on,
Fill the green groves of bowery Zebulon.