Dedication of Elgar’s Enigma Variations
The faded, grainy photographs reveal
A late-Victorian decent openness.
These were his friends: with them he could express
His candid self, indulge his whims and feel
That there was nothing that he need conceal.
Their loyalty assuaged delayed success,
Keeping at bay the hurt of bitterness
No future accolades would ever heal.
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