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The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.
The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.
What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd!
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching read more
What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd!
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching void
The world can never fill.
Memory is not wisdom; idiots can by rote repeat volumes. Yet what is wisdom without memory?
Memory is not wisdom; idiots can by rote repeat volumes. Yet what is wisdom without memory?
Yet how much less it were to gain,
Though thou hast left me free,
The loveliest things read more
Yet how much less it were to gain,
Though thou hast left me free,
The loveliest things that still remain,
Than thus remember thee.
Memory is the treasury and guardian of all things.
[Lat., Memoria est thesaurus omnium rerum e custos.]
Memory is the treasury and guardian of all things.
[Lat., Memoria est thesaurus omnium rerum e custos.]
To be remembered after we are dead, is but poor recompense for being treated with contempt while we are living.
To be remembered after we are dead, is but poor recompense for being treated with contempt while we are living.
The palest ink is better than the best memory.
The palest ink is better than the best memory.
A retentive memory may be a good thing, but the ability to forget is the true token of greatness.
A retentive memory may be a good thing, but the ability to forget is the true token of greatness.
Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, read more
Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and in, what myriads rise!
