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Listen to the Water-Mill:
Through the live-long day
How the clicking of its wheel
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Listen to the Water-Mill:
Through the live-long day
How the clicking of its wheel
Wears the hours away!
Languidly the Autumn wind
Stirs the forest leaves,
From the field the reapers sing
Binding up their sheaves:
And a proverb haunts my mind
As a spell is cast,
"The mill cannot grind
With the water that is past."
I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,
I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,
The free world must now prove itself worthy of its own past.
The free world must now prove itself worthy of its own past.
We can draw lessons from the past, but we cannot live in it.
We can draw lessons from the past, but we cannot live in it.
May the dreams of your past be the reality of your future
May the dreams of your past be the reality of your future
Look back, and smile on perils past.
Look back, and smile on perils past.
No traces left of all the busy scene,
But that remembrances says: The things have been.
No traces left of all the busy scene,
But that remembrances says: The things have been.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future.
Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future.
