"And I to build thee, in my royal hold,

  A holy temple, made of marble, swear,

  With all its portals and its roof of gold,

  And decked, within and out, with jewels rare.

  Here shall thy mighty miracle be told

  In sculpture, and thy name the dome shall bear."

  So spake the sightless king of Nubia's reign,

  And sought to kiss the stranger's feet in vain.