For proof, they said that wheresoe’er he went
A chest, beneath whose weight the camel bent,
Went guarded, and no other eye had seen
What was therein, save only Dara’s own,
Yet, when ’twas opened, all his tent was known
To glow and lighten with heapt jewels’ sheen.
The king set forth for Dara’s province straight,
Where, as was fit, outside his city’s gate
The viceroy met him with a stately train;
And there, with archers circled, close at hand,