[Written for the Sentinel]

The Awakening

First came the hungriness:The costly foods and wines which had been his,So long as he had wherewithal to pay,Were now denied him; and the tasteless husks,Left by the swine which he was set to tend,He dared not take to still the hunger-pang.(Could one sink lower than to dwell with swine?)

Then came remembrance:For, after all, the husks were unfit foodFor him who was the scion of a king!He thought him of his father's palaces,And of the difference between the fareOf prodigals and the full-savored foodThat graced the tables in his father's realm.

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