My first is seen in pillared halls,
Where kings and princes dwell;
‘Tis found in every woodland vale,
In every sunny dell.
Upon the yellow sandy beach,
The ocean billows roar,
My next-you’ll find it in the foam,
Rippling upon the shore.
Within the dark and gloomy cave,
Hid from the sun’s bright glare,
Precious jewels line the walls,
And my third is always there.
My fourth and last is found in France,
But never seen in Spain;
It has always been in England’s clime,
In every monarch’s reign.
My whole from Jupiter’s court on high,
Descends to cheer the earth;
Without his presence there would be
Of happiness a dearth.
What am I?
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