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Ben Hur: A Tale of the Christ, a novel by Lew Wallace |
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BOOK I - CHAPTER XIV |
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_ It was now the beginning of the third watch, and at Bethlehem the morning was breaking over the mountains in the east, but so feebly that it was yet night in the valley. The watchman on the roof of the old khan, shivering in the chilly air, was listening for the first distinguishable sounds with which life, awakening, greets the dawn, when a light came moving up the hill towards the house. He thought it a torch in some one's hand; next moment he thought it a meteor; the brilliance grew, however, until it became a star. Sore afraid, he cried out, and brought everybody within the walls to the roof. The phenomenon, in eccentric motion, continued to approach; the rocks, trees, and roadway under it shone as in a glare of lightning; directly its brightness became blinding. The more timid of the beholders fell upon their knees, and prayed, with their faces hidden; the boldest, covering their eyes, crouched, and now and then snatched glances fearfully. Afterwhile the khan and everything thereabout lay under the intolerable radiance. Such as dared look beheld the star standing still directly over the house in front of the cave where the Child had been born. In the height of this scene, the wise men came up, and at the gate "Is not this Bethlehem of Judea?" But others came, and by their presence gave him assurance. "No, this is but the khan; the town lies farther on." "Is there not here a child newly born?" The bystanders turned to each other marvelling, though some of "Show us to him!" said the Greek, impatiently. "Show us to him!" cried Balthasar, breaking through his gravity; The Hindoo clasped his hands, exclaiming, "God indeed lives! Make The people from the roof came down and followed the strangers as The apartment was lighted by a lantern enough to enable the strangers "Is the child thine?" asked Balthasar of Mary. And she who had kept all the things in the least affecting the "He is my son!" And they fell down and worshipped him. They saw the child was as other children: about its head was neither In a little while they arose, and, returning to the camels, And this was the Savior they had come so far to find! Yet they worshipped without a doubt. Why? Their faith rested upon the signs sent them by him whom we have Let us wait that period. _ |