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On sloping mounds, or in the vale beneath,49 Are domes where whilome kings did make repair; But now the wild flowers round them only breathe: Yet ruined Splendour still is lingering there. And yonder towers the Prince's palace fair: There thou too, Vathek! England's wealthiest son,bb50 Once formed thy Paradise, as not aware When wanton Wealth her mightiest deeds hath done,bc Meek Peace voluptuous lures was ever wont to shun.