THINK not, Abdallah, Pride and Fame
  Can ever travel hand in hand;
With breast opposed, and adverse aim,
  On the same narrow path they stand.

Thus Youth and Age together meet,
  And Life's divided moments share:
This can't advance till that retreat;
  What's here increased, is lessened there.

And thus the falling shades of Night
  Still struggle with the lucid ray,
And ere they stretch their gloomy flight,
  Must win the lengthened space from Day.