The garden, where Flora in summer is green,
At the glance of the sun was all dazzling with sheen;
And never a princess outvied, with her gems,
The jewels that hung there on numberless stems!
The lawn trees which stand in the glory alone,
Each sparkled with diamonds, like kings, on a throne,
And ne’er when o’erspread with their green foliage shade,
Were they in such beauty or splendor arrayed!
And silver and gold, as in Solomon’s reign,
Were plenty as stones by the wayside again,