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Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are guttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack And leave your friends and go.

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A moment’s thought would have shown him. But a moment is a long time, and thought is a painful process.
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Believe Humanity Long Luck Moment Pain Painful Struggle
Lovers lying two and two Ask not whom they sleep beside, And the bridegroom all night through Never turns him to the bride.
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This is for all ill-treated fellows Unborn and unbegot, For them to read when they’re in trouble And I am not.
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Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose, But young men think it is, and we were young.
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There, like the wind through woods in riot, Through him the gale of life blew high; The tree of man was never quiet: Then ’twas the Roman, now ’tis I.
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Tomorrow, more’s the pity, Away we both must hie, To air the ditty and to earth I.
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Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
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Therefore, since the world has still Much good, but much less good than ill.
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Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out. Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure.
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Look not in my eyes, for fear They mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face too clear And love it and be lost like me.
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Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.
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There, by the starlit fences The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.
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The average man, if he meddles with criticism at all, is a conservative critic.
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Here dead lie we because we did not choose to live and shame the land from which we sprung. Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose; but young men think it is, and we were young.
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They carry back bright to the coiner the mintage of man,The lads that will die in their glory and never be old.
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The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
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Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are guttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack And leave your friends and go.

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