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Oh yes, you can! My King cherishes no weathercock fancy, no fantastic vein.

But, Grandfather, I wish I could only describe him! So soft, so delicate and exquisite like a waxen doll! As I looked on him, I yearned to shelter him from the sun, to protect him with my whole body.

Fool, O precious ass that you are! My King a waxen doll, and you to protect him!

But seriously, Grandpa, he is a superb god, a miracle of beauty: I do not find a single other figure in this vast assembly that can stand beside his peerless loveliness.