Showed him a spacious cavern old,
Set in the solid rock, and cold
With damp of ages. But a sight
Thrilled his heart through with strange delight,
Mingled with awe. Before him lay,
As though it were an Eastern dream,
A heap of treasures greater far
Than maddened human brain could tell.
Gold heaped with silver, bar on bar,
And shaped in vessels wonderful,
Crusted with unknown gems that shone
Most brilliant e'en in that dim ray.
There was a woman carved in gold
Against the wall, and of life size;
And living gems she had for eyes,
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