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It was a great change from the splendor, light / And pleasure of a palace to the lowly huts / Of those who sighed because of cruel bondage.
As he passed / Into the outer courts of that proud palace, / He paused a moment just to gaze upon / The scenes 'mid which his early life had passed -- / The pleasant haunts amid the fairest flowers, / The fountains tossing on the air their silver spray -- / The statues breathing music soft and low / To greet the first faint flushes of the morn -- / The obelisks that rose in lofty grandeur / From their stony beds -- the sphinxes gaunt and grim, / With unsolved riddles on their lips -- and all / The bright creation's painters art and sculptors / Skill had gathered in those regal halls, where mirth, / And dance, and revelry, and song had chased / With careless feet the bright and fleeting hours.