ne evening there came into his soul the desire to fashion
an image of The Pleasure that abideth for a Moment. And he went
forth into the world to look for bronze. For he could only think
But all the bronze of the whole
world had disappeared, nor anywhere in the whole world was there
any bronze to be found, save only the bronze of the image of
The Sorrow that endureth for Ever.
Now this image he had himself,
and with his own hands, fashioned, and had set it on the tomb
of the one thing he had loved in life. On the tomb of the dead
thing he had most loved had he set this image of his own fashioning,
that it might serve as a sign of the love of man that dieth not,
and a symbol of the sorrow of man that endureth for ever. And
in the whole world there was no other bronze save the bronze
of this image.
And he took the image he had
fashioned, and set it in a great furnace, and gave it to the
And out of the bronze of the
image of The Sorrow that endureth for Ever he fashioned an image
of The Pleasure that abideth for a Moment.
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