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Oh, I have roamed o'er many lands,
And many friends I've met;
Not one fair scene or read more
Oh, I have roamed o'er many lands,
And many friends I've met;
Not one fair scene or kindly smile
Can this fond heart forget.
I have short-term memory loss, though I like to think of it as Presidential eligibility.
I have short-term memory loss, though I like to think of it as Presidential eligibility.
Do not trust your memory; it is a net full of holes; the most
beautiful prizes slip through it.
Do not trust your memory; it is a net full of holes; the most
beautiful prizes slip through it.
The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living.
[Lat., Vita enim mortuorum in memoria read more
The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living.
[Lat., Vita enim mortuorum in memoria vivorum est posita.]
Remembrance wakes with all her busy train,
Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain.
Remembrance wakes with all her busy train,
Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain.
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.
But each day brings its petty dust our soon-choked souls to fill, and we forget because we must, and not read more
But each day brings its petty dust our soon-choked souls to fill, and we forget because we must, and not because we will.
A man of great memory without learning hath a rock and a spindle and no staff to spin.
A man of great memory without learning hath a rock and a spindle and no staff to spin.
Many a man fails to become a thinker only because his memory is too good.
Many a man fails to become a thinker only because his memory is too good.