The ruined splendours of Jerash fade behind us like a dream.
From this spot we could just discern Jerash, on the summit of a huge hill before us.
In perhaps half an hour, (it may be more,) I came to a triumphal arch, the commencement of Jerash.
The writer has never seen more beautiful ruins than those at Jerash except the ruins at Athens.
Presently we surmount a rocky hill and look down into the broad, shallow basin of Jerash.
