Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.

Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.

The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.

The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.

Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.

Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.

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

Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.

Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.

Whatever you can lose, you should reckon of no account.

Whatever you can lose, you should reckon of no account.

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.

Every day I work so hardBringin' home my hard earned payTry to love you baby, but you push me away.

Every day I work so hardBringin' home my hard earned payTry to love you baby, but you push me away.

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.