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Gone--glimmering through the dream of things that were.
Gone--glimmering through the dream of things that were.
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.
Look back, and smile on perils past.
Look back, and smile on perils past.
Move on!It's just a chapter in the past! But don't close the book,just turn the page....
Move on!It's just a chapter in the past! But don't close the book,just turn the page....
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.
We live in a world where amnesia is the most wished- for state. When did history become a bad word?
We live in a world where amnesia is the most wished- for state. When did history become a bad word?
The light of other days is faded,
And all their glories past.
The light of other days is faded,
And all their glories past.
Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of
romance is dead. The age of read more
Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of
romance is dead. The age of chivalry is never past so long as
there is a wrong left unredressed on earth.
