A shadow which stands commanding the length of the land’s lay
Apes urgently climbing lapis-alived pillars lined with Ophirian diamonds
Conveying Solomon’s temple roof to heaven’s lathe, there are displayed
Ophidian icons remnant of iron age rites, scions of wisdom owl’s allowance
Prions aflame with religious devotions, candle revealed in tallow unallowable icons
Zircon-eyed dragonians whose draconian, odious rule defined tyrant for the human race
Gems brought forth with spade bathed in flame, or golden as Hesperidean fruits
Secret routes only Solomon and Pharaoh knew, a place where no nation’s flag flew
Which few could reach, lacking teachers, a place where rubies grew numerous
As dew drops in shocking November, where strange new animals with confusing arrangements
Played music from priapic trumpets, and rabbits with antlers dashed between opal plantations
Raiments succoured with stones sucked round by the drowning sea, Ophir’s least
Is the dream of all would-be Caesars, not even attained by richfamed Croesus, or Midas
Of the wiped tear ‘come golden cheek, of that gold’s redoubt no man makes sound
None speak save to ask has another heeded their lord’s orders, floors are orpiment
Those he has orphaned made like trophies, atrophied in gold like an alchemist’s idea of ivy
Ivory furnishings, beautiful as a phrase’s turn in the burning bard’s inkurn, ode-earning
The undiminished glitterance of that place, like a golden monstrance’s blazing face
Who can say they sailed that way, steered to hidden Ophir across mirror seas
Which reflect fear and scare sailors who draw near, who can say with haste
I made my dogged way to that waveswept bay, fortified in Phoenician days
That is to say those who came from Canaan, in whose gaze we are grasshoppers
The coppers are left on the docks, more room to make for the better rocks
Flocks of dog-sized diamonds in the river’s violence, a valuable flotsam men die for
Solomon thence is richer in coffer and fixture than any other leader on the earth
The worth of his least sovereignty is thirty times at least greater than his neighbour’s
Entire assets in evaluation, his learned cities become the destination
Of great men, and those of destiny, for ten ages without lessening
Wise is the man who seeks those lessons which lessen the deadweight in a man.
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