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.

The world is in your hands, now use it.

The world is in your hands, now use it.

And that's the world in a nutshell, which is an appropriate receptacle.

And that's the world in a nutshell, which is an appropriate receptacle.

If this were a logical world, men would ride side saddle.

If this were a logical world, men would ride side saddle.

Friends depart, and memory takes them
To her caverns, pure and deep.

Friends depart, and memory takes them
To her caverns, pure and deep.

The very purpose of existence is to reconcile the glowing opinion we hold of ourselves with the appalling things that read more

The very purpose of existence is to reconcile the glowing opinion we hold of ourselves with the appalling things that other people think about us.

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!

We are made for larger ends than Earth can encompass. Oh, let us be true to our exalted destiny.

We are made for larger ends than Earth can encompass. Oh, let us be true to our exalted destiny.

The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.

The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.