582 PAST
Thou unrelenting past.
The light of other days is faded,
And all their glories past.
Alfred Bunn—The Maid of Artois.
The age of chivalry is gone.
Burke—Reflections on the Revolution in France.
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| text = <poem>John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonny brow was brent.
Burns—John Anderson.
Gone—glimmering through the dream of things
that were.
Byron—Childe Harold. Canto II. St. 2.
The best of prophets of the future is the past.
Byron—Letter. Jan. 28, 1821.
The Present is the living sum-total of the whole
Past.
Carlyle—Essays. Characteristics.
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| text = <poem>O, to bring back the great Homeric time,
The simple manners and the deeds sublime:
When the wise Wanderer, often foiled by Fate,
Through the long furrow drave the ploughshare
straight.
Mortimer Collins—Letter to the Rt. Hon. B.
Disraeli, M. P. Pub. anon. 1869. "Ploughing his lonely furrow." Used by Lord
Rosebery. July, 1901.
Listen to the Water-Mill:
Through the live-long day
How the clicking of its wheel
Wears the hours away!
Languidly the Autumn wind
Stirs the forest leaves,
From the field the reapers sing
Binding up their sheaves:
And a proverb haunts my mind
As a spell is cast,
"The mill cannot grind
With the water that is past."
Sarah Doudney—Lesson of the Water-MUl.
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| text = <poem>Not heaven itself upon the past has power;
But what has been, has been, and I have had my
hour.
Dryden—Imitation of Horace. Bk. III. Ode
XXIX. L. 71.
Us sont passes ces jours de fete.
The days of rejoicing are gone forever.
Du Lorens—he Tableau Parlant.
Oh le bon temps ou 6tions si malheureux.
Oh! the good times when we were so unhappy.
Dumas—Le Chevalier d'Harmental. II. 318.
PAST
Un jeune homme d'un bien beau passe.
A young man with a very good past.
Heine of Alfred de Musset. Quoted by
Swinburne—Miscellanies. P. 233.
O Death! O Change! O Time!
Without you, O! the insufferable eyes
Of these poor Might-Have-Beens,
These fatuous, ineffectual yesterdays.
Henley—Rhymes and Rhythms. XIH. •
Praise they that will times past, I joy to see
My selfe now live: this age best pleaseth mee.
| author = Herrick
| work = The' Present Time Best Pleaseth.
God! Put back Thy universe and give me
yesterday.
Henry Arthur Jones—Stiver King.
Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that
the spirit of romance is dead. The age of chivalry is never past so long as there is a wrong
left unredressed on earth.
| author = Charles Kingsley
| work = Life. Vol. II. Ch.
xxvni.
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| text = <poem>Enjoy the spring of love and youth,
To some good angel leave the rest;
For time will teach thee soon the truth,
There are no birds in last year's nest.
| author = Longfellow
| work = It is not always May.
We remain
Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.
| author = Lowell
| work = The Cathedral. L. 234.
Prisca juvent alios; ego me nunc denique natum
Gratulor.
The good of other times let people state;
think it lucky I was born so late.
Ovid—An Amatoria. UI. 121. Trans, by
Sydney Smith.
Weep no more, lady, weep no more,
Thy sorrowe is in vaine,
For violets pluckt, the sweetest showers
Will ne'er make grow againe.
Thos. Percy—Reliques. The Friar of Orders
Gray. See Fletcher—The Queen of Corinth.
Act III. Sc. 2.
O there are Voices of the Past,
Links of a broken chain,
Wings that can bear me back to Times
Which cannot come again;
Yet God forbid that I should lose
The echoes that remain!
Adelaide A. Procter—Voices of the Past.
In tanta inconstantia turbaque rerum nihil nisi
quod preteriit certum est.
In the great inconstancy and crowd of
events, nothing is certain except the past.
Seneca—DeConsolatwneadMarciam. XXII.
What's past is prologue.
Tempest. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 253.
