Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.
Two aged men, that had been foes for life, Met by a grave, and wept - and in those tears They washed away the memory of their strife; Then wept again the loss of all those years.
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can.
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