You have been the last dream of my soul.

I was always treated as if I had insisted on being born, in opposition to the dictates of reason, religion, and morality, and against the dissuadinig arguments of my best friends.

And what about the cash, my existence's jewel?

and, unlike the celebrated herd in the poem, they were not forty children conducting themselves as one, but every child was conducting itself like forty.

You touch some of the reasons for my going, not for my staying away.

We part with tender relations stretching far behind us, that never can be exactly renewed, and with others dawning - yet before us.

It was a cold hard easterly morning when he latched the garden gate and turned away. The light snowfall which had feathered his schoolroom windows on the Thursday, still lingered in the air, and was falling white, while the wind blew black.