Their very failures exhale a charm of peculiar potency.

And indeed the hopes of the future are a fine company to live with, exquisite forms, fascinating if you like, but--so to speak--naked, stripped for a run.

The robes of glamour are luckily the property of the immovable past which, without them, would sit, a shivery sort of thing, under the gathering shadows.
I suppose it was the romanticism of growing age which set our man to relate his experience for his own satisfaction or for the wonder of his posterity.

It could not have been for his glory, because the experience was simply that of an abominable fright--terror he calls it.

You would have guessed that the relation alluded to in the very first lines was in writing.
This writing constitutes the Find declared in the sub-title.