"The love we have in our youth is superficial compared to the love that an old man has for his old wife.
Grow strong, my comrade … that you may standUnshaken when I fall; that I may knowThe shattered fragments of my song will comeAt last to finer melody in you;That I may tell my heart that you beginWhere passing I leave off, and ...
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Grow strong, my comrade … that you may standUnshaken when I fall; that I may knowThe shattered fragm...
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