THE light was fading away
At the Inn of Earth’s End,
When Man sat down to play
At cards with his grizzly friend.
Death won trick after trick,
Till all of a sudden Man
Turned one with a flick:
“That’s mine,” Death began,
But, seeing he had no choice,
Let it go with a groan;
For the trick was Caruso’s voice
Safe on the gramophone.