And what have I[1196]—where are they all[1197]—to-day?
Wild fellows, and wine, and debts, and gaming,
Disgrace,[1198] and the loss of place and friend;
And I was an outlaw,[1199] past reclaiming.
Arrest and sentence, and—that is the end![1200]
Five years! Shall ever I quit this prison?[1201]
Homeless, an outcast, where[1202] shall I go?
Return to them, like one arisen[1203]
From the grave, that was buried long ago?
All is still;[1204] ’tis the close of the week;