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."
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The free world must now prove itself worthy of its own past.
The free world must now prove itself worthy of its own past.
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.
Nostalgia is a seductive liar.
Nostalgia is a seductive liar.
John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
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John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonny brow was brent.
Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future.
Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future.
May the dreams of your past be the reality of your future
May the dreams of your past be the reality of your future
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.
The best of prophets of the future is the past.
The best of prophets of the future is the past.
