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We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that
sense of shame which, once lost, can never read more
We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that
sense of shame which, once lost, can never be restored.
[Lat., Periere mores, jus, decus, pietas, fides,
Et qui redire nescit, cum perit, pudor.]
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.
Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse
Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse
No man can lose what he never had.
No man can lose what he never had.
Like the dew on the mountain,
Like the foam on the river,
Like the bubble on the read more
Like the dew on the mountain,
Like the foam on the river,
Like the bubble on the fountain,
Thou are gone, and for ever!
Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
Things that are not at all, are never lost.
Things that are not at all, are never lost.
The cheerful loser is the winner.
The cheerful loser is the winner.
It's the good loser who finally loses out.
It's the good loser who finally loses out.
