Question

What made sweet and gay music in the Lord’s palace & ground​

Answer 1

Explanation:

If I were Lord of Tartary,

Myself, and me alone,

My bed should be of ivory,

Of beaten gold my throne;

And in my court should peacocks flaunt,

And in my forests tigers haunt,

And in my pools great fishes slant

Their fins athwart the sun.

If I were Lord of Tartary,

Trumpeters every day

To all my meals should summon me,

And in my courtyards bray;

And in the evening lamps should shine,

Yellow as honey, red as wine,

While harp, and flute, and mandoline

Made music sweet and gay.

If I were Lord of Tartary,

I’d wear a robe of beads,

White, and gold, and green they’d be —

And small and thick as seeds;

And ere should wane the morning star,

I’d don my robe and scimitar.

And zebras seven should draw my car

Through Tartary’s dark glades.

Lord of the fruits of Tartary.

Her rivers silver-pale!

Lord of the hills of Tartary.

Glen, thicket, wood, and dale!

Her flashing stars, her scented breeze,

Her trembling lakes, like foamless seas,

Her bird-delighting citron-trees,

In every purple vale!

Meanings:

lord: a man of high office; a nobleman

ivory: a hard yellowish white part that forms the tusk of animals like the elephant and rhino.

flaunt: to show off

haunt: to scare away someone

athwart: to move from one side to another

trumpeters: people playing the trumpets

summon: call

bray: a loud harsh sound

harp, flute, mandolin: musical instruments

gay: happy

clustered: a group or a collection of

ere: before

wane: decrease in size

scimitar: a short sword with a curved blade

don: to wear

robe: a long loose garment

draw my car: pull the carriage

glen: narrow valley

thicket: a group of bushes

wood: forest

dale, vale: a valley

trembling: shaking