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The mother may forget the child
That smiles sae sweetly on her knee;
But I'll remember thee, read more
The mother may forget the child
That smiles sae sweetly on her knee;
But I'll remember thee, Glencairn,
And all that thou hast done for me!
Don't you remember, sweet Alice, Ben Bolt?
Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown;
Who wept with read more
Don't you remember, sweet Alice, Ben Bolt?
Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown;
Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile,
And trembl'd with fear at your frown!
Memory is not wisdom; idiots can by rote repeat volumes. Yet what is wisdom without memory?
Memory is not wisdom; idiots can by rote repeat volumes. Yet what is wisdom without memory?
The palest ink is better than the best memory.
The palest ink is better than the best memory.
Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.
Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.
Remembrance wakes with all her busy train,
Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain.
Remembrance wakes with all her busy train,
Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain.
Memories are all we really own.
Memories are all we really own.
A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen.
A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen.
If you have to keep reminding yourself of a thing, perhaps it isn't so.
If you have to keep reminding yourself of a thing, perhaps it isn't so.
