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 * within the gate

Of a great temple, 'midst the living stream Of worshippers that thronged its regal state
 * Fair pictured in my dream.


 * Jewels and gold were there;

And floors of marble lent a crystal sheen To body forth, as in a lower air,
 * The wonders of the scene.


 * Such wild and lavish grace

Had whispers in it of a coming doom; As richest flowers lie strown about the face
 * Of her that waits the tomb.