 Weep not for golden ages on the wane! Each night I burn the records of the day; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead,...  The Kindergarten-primary Magazine - หน้า 308แก้ไขโดย - 1906มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - เกี่ยวกับหนังสือเล่มนี้
 | 1963 - 264 หน้า
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 | 1907 - 550 หน้า
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend...shame-faced outcast ever sank so deep. But yet might rise and be again a man. Dost tlimi behold thy lost youth all aghast? Dost reel from righteous retribution's... | |
 | Jack Prost - 1971 - 484 หน้า
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 | Jay P. Kinney - 1972 - 160 หน้า
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 | 1921 - 690 หน้า
...and dumb ; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ; I lend...shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep, But yet might rise and be again a man ! Dost thoti behold thy lost youth all aghast! Dost reel from righteous Retribution's... | |
 | 1915 - 334 หน้า
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend...shame-faced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man! —Walter Malone in Xi Psi Phi Quarterly. NEWS OF THE MEDICAL WORLD These items... | |
 | 1982 - 348 หน้า
...Weep not for golden ages on the wane! Each night I burn the records of the day; At sunrise every sou) is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that...shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man. Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast? Dost reel from righteous retribution's... | |
 | William D. Gann - 1988 - 490 หน้า
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire wring not your hands and weep; I lend...shame-faced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man ! Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast? Dost reel from righteous retribution's... | |
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