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 There, brazen guarded were the doors; And o'er the many painted floors The captive women came and went; Or, with bright ornament, Sat in the pillared places gay, And feasted with him every day, And fed him with their rosy kiss: O there he had all bliss!

Then afterward, when he did hear There was none like him anywhere, He would behold the sight so sweet Of all men at his feet: And, since he heard that certainly Not like a man was he to die, For all his lust that palace vast It seemed too small at last.

Therefore, another house he made, So wide that it might hold arrayed The thousands peers of his domain And last his godlike reign;