She rose like an eagle from her rock
Into cerulean palace perched on high
And ruled in rainbow days her winged stock
Ecstatic in pleasures all good to try.
For to what purpose else her commerce then
Her merchanted corridors of pearl sand
That arched wisdom that was the praise of men
And proud polity of an esteemed land?
Wealth swayed her lifestyle from rigor to ease
Made leisure ultimate in the bright dream
Moral walls crumble when vigilance cease
The eagle does not see how the glint's gleam
Marked upon the hunter's eye, the fresh
Frenzy of feathers ... vanity in flesh.