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Is rounded to as clear a lake.

From the green rivage many a fall

Of diamond rillets musical,

Thro' little crystal arches low

Down from the central fountain's flow

Fall'n silver-chiming, seem'd to shake

The sparkling flints beneath the prow.

      A goodly place, a goodly time,

      For it was in the golden prime

            Of good Haroun Alraschid.