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Tell me the tales that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago, long, long ago.
Tell me the tales that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago, long, long ago.
A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
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.
Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.
Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.
The heart that truly loves never forgets.
The heart that truly loves never forgets.
Memory [is] like a purse,--if it be over-full that it cannot
shut, all will drop out of it. Take read more
Memory [is] like a purse,--if it be over-full that it cannot
shut, all will drop out of it. Take heed of a gluttonous
curiosity to feed on many things, lest the greediness of the
appetite of thy memory spoil the digestion thereof.
Friends depart, and memory takes them
To her caverns, pure and deep.
Friends depart, and memory takes them
To her caverns, pure and deep.
To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
Every man's memory is his private literature.
Every man's memory is his private literature.
