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But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts.
It's what you do with what read more
Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts.
It's what you do with what you have left.
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.
Every man is afraid of something. That's how you know he's in love with you; when he is afraid of read more
Every man is afraid of something. That's how you know he's in love with you; when he is afraid of losing you.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.
When wealth is lost, nothing is lost; when health is lost, something is lost; when character is lost, all is read more
When wealth is lost, nothing is lost; when health is lost, something is lost; when character is lost, all is lost.
Like the dew on the mountain,
Like the foam on the river,
Like the bubble on the read more
Like the dew on the mountain,
Like the foam on the river,
Like the bubble on the fountain,
Thou are gone, and for ever!
Things that are not at all, are never lost.
Things that are not at all, are never lost.
That loss is common would not make
My own less bitter, rather more:
Too common! Never morning read more
That loss is common would not make
My own less bitter, rather more:
Too common! Never morning wore
To evening, but some heart did break.