“Come—other lands as goodly spoils contain,
Come—all too long untouched the Indian gold,
The pearls and spice of Araby remain.
“Come, and who will this riddle may unfold.”
Then stood before him, careless of his ire,
An Indian sage, and rendered answer bold—
“Lord of the world, commanded to enquire
What was it that could satisfy an eye,
That organ of man’s wandering vast desire,—
“By deed and word thou plainly dost reply,