Michael Eyquen de Montaigne

Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
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Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.

Amongst so many borrowed things, am glad if I can steal one,
disguising and altering it for some new read more

Amongst so many borrowed things, am glad if I can steal one,
disguising and altering it for some new service.

There never was in the world two opinions alike, no more that two
hairs, or two grains; the most read more

There never was in the world two opinions alike, no more that two
hairs, or two grains; the most universal quality is diversity.
- Michael Eyquen de Montaigne,

Oh, sweet youth, how soon it fades!
Sweet joys of youth, how fleeting!

Oh, sweet youth, how soon it fades!
Sweet joys of youth, how fleeting!

Time flies, as he flies, adds increase to her truth,
And gives to her mind what he steals from read more

Time flies, as he flies, adds increase to her truth,
And gives to her mind what he steals from her youth.