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."
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Study the past if you would divine the future.
Study the past if you would divine the future.
Those who do remember it will find new ways to screw it up.
Those who do remember it will find new ways to screw it up.
O Death! O Change! O Time!
Without you, O! the insufferable eyes
Of these poor Might-Have-Beens,
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O Death! O Change! O Time!
Without you, O! the insufferable eyes
Of these poor Might-Have-Beens,
These fatuous, ineffectual yesterdays.
The past always looks better than it was; it's only pleasant because it isn't here.
The past always looks better than it was; it's only pleasant because it isn't here.
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the read more
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.
We remain
Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.
We remain
Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.
The light of other days is faded,
And all their glories past.
The light of other days is faded,
And all their glories past.
The present contains nothing more than the past, and what is found in the effect was already in the cause.
The present contains nothing more than the past, and what is found in the effect was already in the cause.
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
