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The old gentleman tapping his amber snuff box	A
A heart shaped snuff box with a golden clasp	B
Stared at the dying fire 'I'd like them all	C
To understand when I am gone ' he muttered	D
'But how to do it delicately I can't	E
Apologize I'll hint at it in verse	F
And to be sure that Rosalind reads it through	G
I'll make it an appendix to my will '	H
Still cynical you see He couldn't help it	I
He had seen much felt much He snapped the snuff box	A
Shook his white periwig trimmed a long quill pen	J
And then began to write most carefully	K
These couplets in the old heroic style	L
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O had I known in boyhood only known	M
The few sad truths that time has made my own	M
I had not lost the best that youth can give	N
Nay life itself in learning how to live	O
This laboring heart would not be tired so soon	P
This jaded blood would jog to a livelier tune	P
And some few friends could I begin again	J
Should know more happiness and much less pain	Q
I should not wound in ignorance nor turn	R
In foolish pride from those for whom I yearn	R
I should have kept nigh half the friends I've lost	S
And held for dearest those I wronged the most	T
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Yet when I see more cunning men evade	U
With colder tact the blunders that I made	U
Sometimes I wonder if the better part	V
Is not still mine who lacked their subtle art	V
For I have conned my book in harsher schools	W
And learned from struggling what they worked by rules	W
Learned with some pain more quickly to forgive	N
My fellow blunderers while they learn to live	O
Learned with some tears to keep a steadfast mind	X
And think more kindly of my own poor kind	X
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He read the verses through shaking his wig	Y
'Perhaps perhaps' he whispered to himself	Z
'I'd better leave it to the will of God	A2
They might upset my own I do not think	B2
They'd understand Jocelyn might perhaps	C2
And Dick if only they were left alone	M
But Rosalind never nor that nephew of mine	D2
The witty politician No No No	E2
They'd say my mind was wandering I'm afraid '	-
So with a frozen face reluctantly	K
He tossed his verses into the dying fire	F2
And watched the sparks fly upward	D
There at dawn	G2
They found him cold and stiff by the cold hearth	H2
His amber snuff box in his ivory hand	I2
'You see ' they said 'he never needed friends	J2
He had that curious antique frozen way	K2
He had no heart only an amber snuff box	A
He died quite happily taking a pinch of snuff '	-
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His nephew that engaging politician	L2
Inherited the snuff box and remarked	M2
His epitaph should be 'Snuffed Out ' The clubs	N2
Laughed and the statesman's reputation grew	G

Alfred Noyes

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