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The Old Gentleman with the Amber Snuff-Box

Blog Posted by Craig Cornish: 6/26/2024 1:06:00 PM

Please stay with this - if you will ... beyond obedience? This, by Alfred Noyes. What prompts this post is thoughts relative to both reading, understanding (in our own way), and appreciating a poem or painting or song, because they are singular, and need to be viewed as such. A book of poetry is like a carafe of fine bourbon or wine - a snifter and a sip each to be appreciated... not a jug of water to be gulped with frenzied thirst. What should they be then, and where? - on a coffee table, a book shelf ... not like a novel read from start to finish - they are, as I alluded, a collection of singular thoughts, and as such, belong in a special place ... next to the toilet??!! Yes! Where we conjure like Rodin's "Thinker" -  a thought at a time or many about one thing? A place of honor - why - because it will be read as it should be, one thought at a time that creates many...REALLY...

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
To understand, when I am gone,'he muttered.
'But how to do it delicately! I can't
Apologize. I'll hint at it ... in verse;
And, to be sure that Rosalind reads it through,
I'll make it an appendix to my will!'
--Still cynical, you see. He couldn't help it.
He had seen much, felt much. He snapped the snuff box,
Shook his white periwig, trimmed a long quill pen,
And then began to write, most carefully,
These couplets, in the old heroic style:--_

O, had I known in boyhood, only known
The few sad truths that time has made my own,
I had not lost the best that youth can give,
Nay, life itself, in learning how to live.
This laboring heart would not be tired so soon,
This jaded blood would jog to a livelier tune:
And some few friends, could I begin again,
Should know more happiness, and much less pain.
I should not wound in ignorance, nor turn
In foolish pride from those for whom I yearn.
I should have kept nigh half the friends I've lost,
And held for dearest those I wronged the most.

Yet, when I see more cunning men evade
With colder tact, the blunders that I made;
Sometimes I wonder if the better part
Is not still mine, who lacked their subtle art.
For I have conned my book in harsher schools,
And learned from struggling what they worked by rules;
Learned--with some pain--more quickly to forgive
My fellow-blunderers, while they learn to live;
Learned--with some tears--to keep a steadfast mind,
And think more kindly of my own poor kind.

_He read the verses through, shaking his wig.
'Perhaps ... perhaps'--he whispered to himself,
'I'd better leave it to the will of God.
They might upset my own. I do not think
They'd understand. Jocelyn might, perhaps;
And Dick, if only they were left alone.
But Rosalind never; nor that nephew of mine,
The witty politician. No. No. No.
They'd say my mind was wandering, I'm afraid.'
So, with a frozen face, reluctantly,
He tossed his verses into the dying fire,
And watched the sparks fly upward.
There, at dawn,
They found him, cold and stiff by the cold hearth,
His amber snuff-box in his ivory hand.
'You see,'they said, 'he never needed friends.
He had that curious antique frozen way.
He had no heart--only an amber snuff-box.
He died quite happily, taking a pinch of snuff.'

His nephew, that engaging politician,
Inherited the snuff-box, and remarked
His epitaph should be 'Snuffed Out.'The clubs
Laughed, and the statesman's reputation grew.

BTW, if the name Alfred Noyes sounds familiar to you, he wrote "The Highwayman"

 



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Date: 7/7/2024 8:48:00 PM
This is just wonderful, Buddy, in so many ways - I could list a hundred adjectives for the story, layers, imagery, presentation, etc, but none would mean as much as saying that THIS is my kind of poetry - the type of write I get lost in quite easily, with an imagination that pulls me immediately IN! Excellent - I love this!! Stellar kudos, Poet Brother. :o) <3
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Craig Cornish
Date: 7/8/2024 7:38:00 AM
Greg - and hints at that old soul you have brought back to life!
Date: 6/26/2024 1:45:00 PM
Oh my... life's regrets. What Will be said of us when we are gone? Have we taken the time to express ourselves? What do we want others to say about us? Awesome poetry... thank you for sharing! Love your humor...steeped in truth." The thinker," indeed! Wonderful blog dear Craig! Saving this poem to reread again and again. Xoxo
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Craig Cornish
Date: 6/26/2024 2:08:00 PM
LOL - I believe I will leave an amber snuff box to an unappreciative relative - which should be entertaining after I've passed, especially since I don't own one...and never will (no pun)!? snicker

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