Man... cannot learn to forget, but hangs on the past: however far or fast he runs, that chain runs with read more

Man... cannot learn to forget, but hangs on the past: however far or fast he runs, that chain runs with him.

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?

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.

John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
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John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonny brow was brent.

The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.

The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.

I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,

I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,

Some are so very studious of learning what was done by the ancients that they know not how to live read more

Some are so very studious of learning what was done by the ancients that they know not how to live with the moderns.

The next day is never so good as the day before.

The next day is never so good as the day before.

Study the past if you would divine the future.

Study the past if you would divine the future.