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Updated: June 17, 2025
'I loved her and I love the mem'ry of her too deep to be able to lead her to believe of my own self as I'm a happy man. I could only be happy by forgetting of her and I'm afeerd I couldn't hardly bear as she should be told I done that.
An' yet, lookin' back'ard through the years, the mem'ry of it is pleasant an' refreshing a heap more so than enterprises of greater ease with success instead of failure for the finish. "'Thar's one partic'lar incident of this explorin' expeditions into Noo Mexico which never recurs to my mind without leavin' my eyes some dim.
"Have you got anything to bale her out with?" "Well, Master Bob," observed Dick, grinning, "fur a young gen'leman as is so sharp, you've got a orful bad mem'ry! Don't 'ee recollect the booket as ye helped me fur to wash down the decks wi' this very marnin'?"
But, oh, what rapture Mary's eyes would speak, Through her dark hair how rosy glow'd her cheek, If, in her playful search, she saw appear The first-blown cowslip of the opening year. Thy gales, oh Spring, then whisper'd life and joy; Now mem'ry wakes thy pleasures to destroy, And all thy beauties serve but to renew Regrets too keen for reason to subdue.
I'm just gettin' used to him whin another Dooley comes in, a cross, cantankerous, crazy fellow that insists on eatin' breakfast with me. An' so it goes. I know more about mesilf than annybody knows an' I know nawthin'. Though I'd make a map fr'm mem'ry an' gossip iv anny other man, f'r mesilf I'm still uncharted. "So what's th' use iv thryin' to know annything less important. Don't thry.
Where the leafy chimes of gladness in the tree-tops aye are ringing, Answering to the joyous chorus which the birds are ever singing; Where the seas of yellow plenty toss with music in the wind; Where the purple vines are laden, and the groves with fruit are lined; Where all grief is but a mem'ry, and all pain is left behind As Time rolls on!
Here is what it said: I have bared all my heart to the God of the just, He has witnessed my penitent tears; He has stilled my remorse, He has armed me with trust, He has pitied and calmed all my fears. My enemies, scoffing, have said in their rage: "Let him die, be his mem'ry accursed!" Saith the merciful Father, my grief to assuage, "Their hatred hath now done its worst.
"We must ask him about that when we see him. But I guess the ol' boy's mem'ry is failin', an' he can't be depended on for pertic'lars." The queen now requested her guests to recline upon couches that they might rest themselves from their long swim and talk more at their ease.
"Sweet dreamland fa ces, passing to and fro, Bring back to mem'ry days of long ago oh!" This air not only reproduced the picture with graphic vividness, but it trailed after it an enormous cloud of irrational emotion, emotion that had but a moment before seemed gone for ever from his being. He recalled it all! He had come down that hillside and Ethel had been with him....
Give me the history of one of your freighting trips and what befell along the trail; and don't forget the comment thereon wise, doubtless, it was of your long-eared servants of the rein and trace-chain." "Tell you what chances along the trail? Son, you-all opens a wide-flung range for my mem'ry to graze over.
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