Which flashed with many an orient amethyst,
With jacinth, pearl, and opal’s fire-red light;
Each gem the guerdon of a burning kiss
On Asian lords bestowed, who wore the crowns
Of those voluptuous Ionian towns—
XI.
Miletus, Smyrna, and the rest, that line
The eastern margin of the central sea;
Whence many a burnished galley o’er the brine
To Corinth crosses, drawn by witchery