That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.
William Wordsworth
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- The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away than what it leaves behind.
- But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave.
- Pictures deface walls more often than they decorate them.
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