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68 And these are more than memories of youth Which earth's four winds of pain shall blow away; These are youth's symbols of eternal truth, Symbols of dream and imagery and flame, Symbols of those same verities that play Bright through the crumbling gold of a great name.

The people of the earth go down, Each with his wealth of dream, To barter in the market town A star for a torch's gleam; To barter hope for certitude, And mysteries of love For passion's little interlude; And joy for the laugh thereof.

They sell their treasuries of dreams For dream's realities, Their wealth of fairy quinqueremes For ships of salter seas,