“Auntie, I sought the tomb; she was not there.
I slept there; when I woke I was alone.”
“Ah!” said the dame. “Hast thou no token, look
Within thy pocket?” And he looked, and lo!
The pair of golden marbles. “This,” she said,
“Is Guje-Zare’s token.” “But,” he asked,
“What does it mean?” “By this,” the matron said,
“She meant, ‘I see thou yet art but a boy,
And not a man of love. Go play with boys;
This undertaking is too great for thee.’”