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National Geographic : 1961 Jan
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National Geographic, January, 1961 My soul, like a homing bird,yearning for Paradise, Shall arise and soar,from the snares of the world setfree. In the magnificent gardens of Shiraz I could appreciate, too, the Persian love of flowers. Once along the road I had witnessed a small event most odd in any other land: a burly Gendarme sergeant delivering a crisp salute, and presenting his commanding officer with a single red rose. The commandant nuzzled the bloom thoughtfully, returned the salute, and strode off. In the Khalili and Iram gardens of Shiraz the incident seemed not unusual. Here the clamorous color of rose, carnation, and morn ing glory demanded the affection of the eye. But the greatest show place near Shiraz lies 35 miles northeast of the city, in the ruins of Persepolis (pages 70 and 71). It was fitting that we saw Persepolis in spring, for here the Achaemenid monarchs feasted and welcomed the vernal equinox. Winters they spent at Susa to the west; sum mers near Hamadan to the north. As we wandered amid the sprawling stones, some perhaps lying where Alexander left them in his puzzling orgy of destruction,
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