If that be true was prophesied of yore,
A wondrous fortune is for thee in store;
For though I be not read in Doomful Writ,
Oft have I heard the wise expounding it,
And, of a truth, the fatal rolls declare
That the first mortal who shall hither fare
Shall surely have our Maiden-Queen to wife,
And while the world lives shall they twain have life. ”

Hereat, be sure, the wonder-stricken youth,
Holden in doubt if this were lies or truth,
Was tongue-tied with amaze, and sore perplext,
Unknowing what strange thing might chance him next,
And ere he found fit words to make reply,
The porter bade a youth who stood hard by
Conduct the princely stranger, as was meet,
Through the great golden gate into the street,
And thence o’er all the city, wheresoe’er
Was aught to show of wonderful or fair.

With that the Prince, beside his willing guide,
Went straightway through the gate, and stood inside
The wall, that, builded of a rare white stone,
Clasp’d all the city like a silver zone. 
And thence down many a shining street they passed,
Each one appearing goodlier than the last,
Cool with the presence of innumerous trees
And fountains playing before palaces. 
And whichsoever way the Prince might look,
Another marvel, and another, took
His wildered eyes with very wonderment. 
And holding talk together as they went,
The Prince besought his guide to tell him why
Of all the many folk that passed them by
There was not one that had the looks of eld,
Or yet of life’s mid-years; for they beheld
Only young men and maidens everywhere,
Nor ever saw they one that was not fair. 
Whereat the stripling:  “Master, thou hast seen,
Belike, the river that doth flow between
Flowers and grasses at the city’s feet?”
And when the Prince had rendered answer meet,
“Then,” said the other, “know that whosoe’er
Drinks of the water thou beheldest there
(It matters not how many are his years)
Thenceforward from that moment he appears
Like as he was in youthly days, before
His passed summers told beyond a score: 
And so the people of this land possess
Unto all time their youth and comeliness.”

Scarce had his mouth made answer when there rose
Somewhat of tumult, ruffling the repose
Of the wide splendid street; and lifting up
His eyes, the Prince beheld a glittering troop
Of horsemen, each upon a beauteous steed,
Toward them coming at a gentle speed. 
And as the cavalcade came on apace,
A sudden pleasure lit the stripling’s face
Who bore him company and was his guide;
And “Lo, thou shalt behold our queen,” he cried,—­
“Even the fairest of the many fair;
With whom was never maiden might compare
For very loveliness!” While yet he spake,
On all the air a silver sound ’gan break
Of jubilant and many-tongued acclaim,
And in a shining car the bright queen came,
And looking forth upon the multitude
Her eyes beheld the stranger where he stood,
And round about him was the loyal stir: 
And all his soul went out in love to her.