Mark Twain,
The Innocents Abroad — Chapter LV.
(1869)
“ A quarter of a mile away was Bethlehem of Judea, and the pilgrims took some of the stone wall and hurried on.The Plain of the Shepherds is a desert, paved with loose stones, void of vegetation, glaring in the fierce sun. Only the music of the angels it knew once could charm its shrubs and flowers to life again and restore its vanished beauty. No less potent enchantment could avail to work this miracle.In the huge Church of the Nativity, in Bethlehem, built fifteen hundred years ago by the inveterate St. Helena, they took us below ground, and into a grotto cut in the living rock. ”
