Keghart“The little Armenian church stood on the steep hill-side, grown about with trees and shrubs, and branches pushed through the roof, and yellow lilies stood about, smelling very sweet. The moon rose from behind the hill and shone on the further rim of the lake below, but the church was still in shadow, a black haunt of murdered Armenian ghosts.”—Rose Macaulay, “The Towers of Trebizond”. The British novelist was touring, with several friends, Western Armenia and Turkey. She also wrote that whatever ruin they saw in Turkey, their Turkish guide would say it was “Turkceji” (Turkish), even when the ruins were clearly Greek.
“The little Armenian church stood on the steep hill-side, grown about with trees and shrubs, and branches pushed through the roof, and yellow lilies stood about, smelling very sweet. The moon rose from behind the hill and shone on the further rim of the lake below, but the church was still in shadow, a black haunt of murdered Armenian ghosts.”—Rose Macaulay, “The Towers of Trebizond”. The British novelist was touring, with several friends, Western Armenia and Turkey. She also wrote that whatever ruin they saw in Turkey, their Turkish guide would say it was “Turkceji” (Turkish), even when the ruins were clearly Greek.
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