The pictures that are found within the frame are indeed very various and sometimes very alien.

Within this frame-work are indeed to be found things entirely Asiatic, or entirely Moslem, or even entirely nomadic.

But Jerusalem itself is not nomadic.
Nothing could be less like a mere camp of tents pitched by Arabs.
Nothing could be less like the mere chaos of colour in a temporary and tawdry bazaar.

The Arabs are there and the colours are there, and they make a glorious picture; but the picture is in a Gothic frame, and is seen so to speak through a Gothic window.

And the meaning of all this is the meaning of all windows, and especially of Gothic windows.
It is that even light itself is most divine within limits; and that even the shining one is most shining, when he takes upon himself a shape.
Such a system of walls and gates, like many other things thought rude and primitive, is really very rationalistic.