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The wind blows out, the bubble dies;
The spring entomb'd in autumn lies;
The dew dries up; read more
The wind blows out, the bubble dies;
The spring entomb'd in autumn lies;
The dew dries up; the star is shot;
The flight is past--and man forgot.
God and the Doctor we alike adore
But only when in danger, not before;
The danger o'er, read more
God and the Doctor we alike adore
But only when in danger, not before;
The danger o'er, both are alike requited,
God is forgotten, and the Doctor slighted.
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her
cunning.
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her
cunning.
Go, forget me--why should sorrow
O'er that brow a shadow fling?
Go, forget me--and to-morrow
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Go, forget me--why should sorrow
O'er that brow a shadow fling?
Go, forget me--and to-morrow
Brightly smile and sweetly sing.
Smile--though I shall not be near thee;
Sing--though I shall never hear thee.
It is sometimes expedient to forget what you know.
[Lat., Etiam oblivisci quod scis interdum expedit.]
It is sometimes expedient to forget what you know.
[Lat., Etiam oblivisci quod scis interdum expedit.]
It is sometimes expedient to forget who we are.
It is sometimes expedient to forget who we are.
Our God and soldier we alike adore,
When at the brink of ruin, not before;
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Our God and soldier we alike adore,
When at the brink of ruin, not before;
After deliverance both alike requited,
Our God forgotten, and our soldiers slighted.
God and I both knew what it meant once; now God alone knows.
God and I both knew what it meant once; now God alone knows.
We bury love,
Forgetfulness grows over it like grass;
That is a thing to weep for, not read more
We bury love,
Forgetfulness grows over it like grass;
That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.