That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recapture the first fine careless rapture!
Lost, lost! one moment knelled the woe of years.
A lion may die of an ass's kick.
Oh never star Was lost here but it rose afar.
Love is energy of life.
I hold that a man should strive to the uttermost for his life's set prize.