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For 'tis a truth well known to most,
That whatsoever thing is lost,
We seek it, ere read more
For 'tis a truth well known to most,
That whatsoever thing is lost,
We seek it, ere it comes to light,
In every cranny but the right.
Losing doesn't eat at me the way it used to. I just get ready for the next play, the next read more
Losing doesn't eat at me the way it used to. I just get ready for the next play, the next game, the next season.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
Whatever you can lose, you should reckon of no account.
Whatever you can lose, you should reckon of no account.
In the morning of the night ~~ When I woke to find you gone ~~ I knew your distant devil read more
In the morning of the night ~~ When I woke to find you gone ~~ I knew your distant devil ~~Must be draggin' you along
Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
What's saved affords
No indication of what's lost.
What's saved affords
No indication of what's lost.
A son could bear with great complacency, the death of his father,
while the loss of his inheritance might read more
A son could bear with great complacency, the death of his father,
while the loss of his inheritance might drive him to despair.
[Lat., Gli huomini dimenticano piu teste la morte del padre, che
la perdita del patrimonie.]
The cheerful loser is the winner.
The cheerful loser is the winner.
