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The Aged Love What Is Practical While Impetuous Youth Longs Only For What Is Dazzling.

When The Poet Died His Cat Was Put To Death And Mummified.

I Would Have Preferred To Have Been Born In Any Other Time Than Our Own.

The Time Will Come When Every Change Shall Cease, This Quick Revolving Wheel Shall Rest In Peace: No Summer Then Shall Glow, Not Winter Freeze; Nothing Shall Be To Come, And Nothing Past, But An Eternal Now Shall Ever Last.

Often Have I Wondered With Much Curiosity As To Our Coming Into This World And What Will Follow Our Departure.