King-making balm upon his head,
Like Gods anointing in the skies
Their sovereign of the thousand eyes.[614]
Then brought they, o'er their king to hold
The white umbrella decked with gold,
And chouries with their waving hair
In golden handles wondrous fair;
And fragrant herbs and seed and spice,
And sparkling gems exceeding price,
And every bloom from woods and leas,