The Haunted Palace by Edgar Allan Poe. Part 2 of 3. Wanderers in that happy valley Through two luminous windows saw Spirits moving musically, To a lute’s well-tunèd law, Round about a throne where, sitting, Porphyrogene, In state his glory well befitting, The ruler of the realm was seen. And all with pearl and ruby glowing Was the fair palace door, Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing, And sparkling evermore, A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty Was but to sing, In voices of surpassing beauty, The wit and wisdom of their king.