For the goal,
When the king looked, where she looks now, breathless, dumb
Till I come. 60
But he looked upon the city, every side,
Far and wide,
All the mountains topped with temples, all the glades’
Colonnades,
All the causeys, bridges, aqueducts,—and then, 65
All the men!
When I do come she will speak not, she will stand,