Which is the better--the ghost that sits
Counting shadowy coin all day,
Or the man that puts his hope and trust
In a thing whose value is only his lust?
Nothing he has when out he flits
But a heart all eaten away.
That night, as he lay thinking, Cosmo resolved to set out on the
morrow for the city, on foot, and begging his way if necessary.
There he would acquaint Mr. Burns with the straits they were in,
and require of him his best advice how to make a living for himself
and his father and Grizzie. As for James and Agnes, they might stay
at the castle, where he would do his best to help them. As soon as
his father had had his breakfast, he would let him know his
resolve, and with his assent, would depart at once. His spirits
rose as he brooded. What a happy thing it was that Lord
Lick-my-loof had not accepted their offer! all the time they saw
themselves in a poor lodging in a noisy street, they would know
they had their own strong silent castle waiting to receive them, as
soon as they should be able to return to it! Then the words came to
him: "Here we have no continuing city, but we seek one to come."
The special discipline for some people would seem to be that they
shall never settle down, or feel as if they were at home, until
they are at home in very fact.
"Anyhow," said Cosmo to himself, "such a castle we have!"
To be lord of space, a man must be free of all bonds to place.
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