Better forget. You cannot pay the price.
You left them for the fame in which you trust.
But youth, and hope—did you forsake them, too?
Courage! When dust at length returns to dust,
In your last dreams they may come back to you.
[THE OLD GENTLEMAN WITH THE AMBER SNUFF-BOX]
THE old gentleman, tapping his amber snuff-box
(A heart-shaped snuff-box with a golden clasp)
Stared at the dying fire. "I'd like them all