By Robert Byron
This go back and forth publication used to be written in 1933-4 whilst the writer travelled to Persia and Afghanistan. it's a checklist of his trips, filled with remark of individuals and locations, and humorous discussion. the writer, Robert Byron drowned in 1941 while his send to West Africa used to be torpedoed. In his brief lifestyles he travelled so far as China and Tibet. In 1932, attracted by way of the picture of a Seljuk tomb-tower at the Turkoman steppe, he set out on a quest for the origins of Islamic structure via Persia and Afghanistan. This booklet is the outcome, a list of his trips. during this new version Byron's pictures, that have been passed over from all versions due to the fact 1950, are restored.
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If you come and see me the day after tomorrow, I shall be out of the tomb again. ' 'No. ' The other holy sites are the Weeping Wall and the Dome of the Rock. Nodding and ululating over their books, squeezing their heads into crevices of the enormous masonry, the Jewish mourners are not more attractive than the performers in the Sepulchre. But at least it is light; the sun shines, and the Wall itself is comparable to 23 THE ROAD TO OXIANA the walls of the Incas. The Dome of the Rock shelters an enormous crag, whence Mohammad the Prophet took off on his ride up to Heaven.
Suddenly, out of the crowd on the seafront, stepped Mr Aaranson of the Italia. 'Hello, hello you here too? Jerusalem's so dead at this time of year, isn't it? But I may look in tomorrow. ' If Tel Aviv were in Russia, the world would be raving over its planning and architecture, its smiling communal life, its intellectual pursuits, and its air of youth enthroned. But the difference from Russia is that instead of being still only a goal for the future, these things are an accomplished fact. JERUSALEM, 10 SEPTEMBER Yesterday we lunched with Colonel Kish.
At Kasr-i-Shirin we stopped another hour, while the police gave us a permit for Teheran. Then indeed the grandeur of Iran unfolded. Lit from behind by the fallen sun, and from in front by the rising moon, a vast panorama of rounded foothills rolled away from the Sasanian ruins, twinkling here and there with amber lights of villages; till out of the far distance rose a mighty range of peaks, the real ramparts at last. Up and down we sped through the fresh tonic air, to the foot of the mountains; then up and up, to a pass between jagged pine-tufted pinnacles that mixed with the pattern of the stars.