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It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, a luster obliterates. There is little distinct left without an effort of memory, then indeed the lights are rekindled for a moment—but who can be sure that the Imagination is not the torch-bearer? .. .. ..
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Age saw two quiet children Go loving by at twilight, he knew not wether homeward, Or outward from the village, Or (chimes were ringing) churchward, He waited (they were strangers) Till they were out of hearing To bid them both be happy."Be happy, happy, happy, And seize the day of pleasure."The age-long theme is Age's.Twas Age imposed on poems their gather-roses burden To warn against the danger that overtaken lovers From being overflooded With happiness should they have it And yet not know they have it.But bid life size the present?It lives less in present Than in the future always, Ans less in both together than in the past. The present Is too much for the senses, Too crowding, too confusing- Too present to imagine...> Demetri Martin - "The Jokes With Guitar" on FunnyOrDie.com ..>

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