What we learned here is love tastes bitter when it’s gone.

What we learned here is love tastes bitter when it’s gone.

Losers must have leave to speak.

Losers must have leave to speak.

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!

Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse

Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse

Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.

Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.

Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.

Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.

We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that
sense of shame which, once lost, can never read more

We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that
sense of shame which, once lost, can never be restored.
[Lat., Periere mores, jus, decus, pietas, fides,
Et qui redire nescit, cum perit, pudor.]

'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.

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