And they came to Elim, where were twelve wells of water, and threescore and ten palm-trees, and they encamped there by the waters.
Exodus xv. 27.
Noon on the burning desert!
Unutterable noon!
On the wandering band, from Goshen’s land,
Shod in the wondrous shoon!
Blasting the man of might,
Blighting the infant flower,
And quenching the light to the mother’s sight
As it droops in the fearful hour!