Classic Poem

At home, with other friends, in after years,
When scenes together trod, thou shalt recall
And Italy returns mid smiles and tears
Florence — Rome — Naples — Baiae — Paestum — all!

With them may come the thought of one whose name
Might never else have crossed thy lips or mind:
One, who with thee and them, found more than fame,
And less than Memory would not leave behind.