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Where, circled with true pleasures, placed above
The reach of death or time, 'twill be my glory
To think at what an easy price I bought it :
There's a perpetual spring, perpetual youth ;
No joint-benumbing cold, or scorching heat,
Famine, nor age, have any being there.

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So spake he, half in anger, half in scorn :
And one loud cry of grief and of amaze
Broke from his sorrowing people : so he spake;
And turning, left them there ; and with brief pause,
Girt with a throng of revellers, bent his way
To the cool region of the groves he loved.
There by the river-banks he wandered on,
From palm-grove on to palm-grove, happy trees,

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Their smooth tops shining sunwards, and beneath
Burying their unsunned stems in grass and flowers :
Where in one dream the feverish time of Youth
Might fade in slumber, and the feet of Joy
Might wander all day long and never tire :
Here came the king, holding high feast, at morn,
Rose-crowned; and ever, when the sun went down,
A hundred lamps beamed in the tranquil gloom,
From tree to tree, all through the twinkling grove
Revealing all the tumult of the feast,
While the deep-burnished foliage overhead
Splintered the silver arrows of the moon.

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