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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O, to bring back the great Homeric time,
The simple manners and the deed sublime:
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O, to bring back the great Homeric time,
The simple manners and the deed sublime:
When the wise Wanderer, often foiled by Fate,
Through the long furrow drave the ploughshare straight.
Gone--glimmering through the dream of things that were.
Gone--glimmering through the dream of things that were.
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.
The best of prophets of the future is the past.
The best of prophets of the future is the past.
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.
You have to know the past to understand the present.
You have to know the past to understand the present.
But how carve way i' the life that lies before,
If bent on groaning ever for the past?
But how carve way i' the life that lies before,
If bent on groaning ever for the past?
