Life is made of so many partings welded together
Life is made of so many partings welded together
She went her unremembering way, She went and left in me The pang of all the partings gone, And partings yet to be.
Nature is forever arriving and forever departing, forever approaching, forever vanishing; but in her vanishings there seems to be ever the waving of a hand, in all her partings a promise of meetings farther along the road.
If youth is the season of hope, it is often so only in the sense that our elders are hopeful about us for no age is so apt as youth to think its emotions, partings, and resolves are the last of their kind
Life is made of ever so many partings welded together.
Such partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal.
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