But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.

But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.

Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.

Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.

It's the good loser who finally loses out.

It's the good loser who finally loses out.

There are occasions when it is undoubtedly better to incur loss than to make gain.

There are occasions when it is undoubtedly better to incur loss than to make gain.

In the morning of the night ~~ When I woke to find you gone ~~ I knew your distant devil read more

In the morning of the night ~~ When I woke to find you gone ~~ I knew your distant devil ~~Must be draggin' you along

Lose an hour in the morning, and you will spend all day looking for it.

Lose an hour in the morning, and you will spend all day looking for it.

Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.

Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.

Whatever you can lose, you should reckon of no account.

Whatever you can lose, you should reckon of no account.

'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.

'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.