High prized withal, albeit it so abound,

  Is that best metal; lodges built in air

  Which on all sides the wealthy pile surround,

  Clear colonnades with crystal shafts upbear.

  Of green, white, crimson, blue and yellow ground,

  A frieze extends below those galleries fair.

  Here at due intervals rich gems combine,

  And topaz, sapphire, emerald, ruby shine.