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?

Enjoy the spring of love and youth,
To some good angel leave the rest,
For time will read more

Enjoy the spring of love and youth,
To some good angel leave the rest,
For time will teach thee soon the truth,
"There are no birds in last year's nest."

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

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

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

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

We remain
Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.

We remain
Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.

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."

Look back, and smile on perils past.

Look back, and smile on perils past.

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.

To look back to antiquity is one thing, to go back to it is another.

To look back to antiquity is one thing, to go back to it is another.