It's linkage I'm talking about, and harmonies and structures, And all the various things that lock our wrists to the read more

It's linkage I'm talking about, and harmonies and structures, And all the various things that lock our wrists to the past.

We remain
Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.

We remain
Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.

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.

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.

Study the past if you would divine the future.

Study the past if you would divine the future.

O, to bring back the great Homeric time,
The simple manners and the deed sublime:
When the read more

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.

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

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

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."

The days of rejoicing are gone forever.
[Fr., Ils sont passes ces jours de fete.]

The days of rejoicing are gone forever.
[Fr., Ils sont passes ces jours de fete.]