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To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my
mouth; if I prefer read more
If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my
mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
But woe to him, who left to moan,
Reviews the hours of brightness gone.
But woe to him, who left to moan,
Reviews the hours of brightness gone.
God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.
God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.
Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever,
Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever,
I do perceive that the old proverb be not alwaies trew, for I do
finde that the absence of read more
I do perceive that the old proverb be not alwaies trew, for I do
finde that the absence of my Nath, doth breeds in me the more
continuall remembrance of him.
Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When Memory plays an old tune on the heart!
Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When Memory plays an old tune on the heart!
Forget those things that aren't worth remembering.
Forget those things that aren't worth remembering.
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my read more
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain,
And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.