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To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
What we learn with pleasure we never forget.
What we learn with pleasure we never forget.
I have short-term memory loss, though I like to think of it as Presidential eligibility.
I have short-term memory loss, though I like to think of it as Presidential eligibility.
Remembrance wakes with all her busy train,
Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain.
Remembrance wakes with all her busy train,
Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain.
Unless we remember we cannot understand.
Unless we remember we cannot understand.
Out of sighte, out of mynde.
Out of sighte, out of mynde.
Every man's memory is his private literature.
Every man's memory is his private literature.
Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When Memory plays an old tune on the heart!
Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When Memory plays an old tune on the heart!
The painful memories of the past will shape our future; the moments we cherish last forever in a beautiful array read more
The painful memories of the past will shape our future; the moments we cherish last forever in a beautiful array of remembrance.
