Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath sa >>
If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to ris >>
The race of mankind would perish did they cease to aid each other. We >>
It is not the literal past, the facts of history, that shape us, but i >>
With memory set smarting like a reopened wound, a man's past is not si >>
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. >>
Look back, and smile at perils past.