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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.
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.
The selective memory isn't selective enough.
The selective memory isn't selective enough.
Memories are all we really own.
Memories are all we really own.
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.
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.
The heart that truly loves never forgets.
The heart that truly loves never forgets.
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?
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.
