O, to bring back the great Homeric time,
The simple manners and the deed sublime:
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O, to bring back the great Homeric time,
The simple manners and the deed sublime:
When the wise Wanderer, often foiled by Fate,
Through the long furrow drave the ploughshare straight.

The past always looks better than it was; it's only pleasant because it isn't here.

The past always looks better than it was; it's only pleasant because it isn't here.

Every journey into the past is complicated by delusions, false memories, false namings of real events.

Every journey into the past is complicated by delusions, false memories, false namings of real events.

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.]

The free world must now prove itself worthy of its own past.

The free world must now prove itself worthy of its own past.

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.

The present contains nothing more than the past, and what is found in the effect was already in the cause.

The present contains nothing more than the past, and what is found in the effect was already in the cause.

The light of other days is faded,
And all their glories past.

The light of other days is faded,
And all their glories past.

I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,

I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,