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Man... cannot learn to forget, but hangs on the past: however far or fast he runs, that chain runs with read more
Man... cannot learn to forget, but hangs on the past: however far or fast he runs, that chain runs with him.
The days of rejoicing are gone forever.
[Fr., Ils sont passes ces jours de fete.]
The days of rejoicing are gone forever.
[Fr., Ils sont passes ces jours de fete.]
Weep no more, lady, weep no more,
Thy sorrowe is in vaine,
For violets pluckt, the sweetest read more
Weep no more, lady, weep no more,
Thy sorrowe is in vaine,
For violets pluckt, the sweetest showers
Will ne'er make grow againe.
May the dreams of your past be the reality of your future
May the dreams of your past be the reality of your future
To be able to look back upon one's past life with satisfaction is to live twice.
To be able to look back upon one's past life with satisfaction is to live twice.
Oh! the good times when we were so unhappy.
[Fr., Oh le bon temps ou etions si malheureux.]
Oh! the good times when we were so unhappy.
[Fr., Oh le bon temps ou etions si malheureux.]
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the read more
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.
Listen to the Water-Mill:
Through the live-long day
How the clicking of its wheel
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Listen to the Water-Mill:
Through the live-long day
How the clicking of its wheel
Wears the hours away!
Languidly the Autumn wind
Stirs the forest leaves,
From the field the reapers sing
Binding up their sheaves:
And a proverb haunts my mind
As a spell is cast,
"The mill cannot grind
With the water that is past."
