There, if thou seekest them, such things to find,

As will be helpful to an honest mind.

What of my dross thou findest there, be bold

To throw away, but yet preserve the gold;

What if my gold be wrapped up in ore?⁠—

None throws away the apple for the core.

But if thou shalt cast all away as vain,

I know not but ’twill make me dream again.