Giv's Riders before the Paradise City

From B4.3, Kay Kavus Ventures to Mazandaran. It illustrates B4.3.23–31:

B4.3.23
At length they reached a wondrous, radiant scene,No mortal realm had ever shone so serene.
B4.3.24
Each street displayed its beauty, wealth, and art,And moon-bright maidens gladdened every heart.
B4.3.25
In every lane a thousand servants shone,With torques and earrings bright as polished stone.
B4.3.26
Still more crowned servants thronged the avenues,Moon-faced and bright in robes of varied hues.
B4.3.27
Gold lay in heaps and gems shone clear and bright,And cattle grazed in numbers past all sight.
B4.3.28
They sent to Kavus word of that estate;He blessed the voice that named it Paradise’s mate.
B4.3.29
The city seemed an idol-temple deckedWith Chinese brocade, and with flowers flecked.
B4.3.30
Its beauties seemed like Paradise made plain;Rizvan washed pomegranate blooms with rain.
B4.3.31
One might have said: “This land is Paradise,A vision formed before astonished eyes.”