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I shall go as my father went,
A thousand plans in his mind,
With something still held unspent
When death lets fall the blind.
I shall go as my mother went,
The ink still wet on the line:
I shall pay no rust as rent
For the house that is mine.

— Mary Gilmore

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Never allow the thoughtless to delcare
That we have no tradition here!

I span and Eve span,
A thread to bind the heart of man!

Youth troubles over eternity; age grasps at a day and is satisfied to have even the day.

Nurse no long grief,
Lest the heart flower no more;
Grief builds no barns; its plough
Rusts at the door.

Never admit the pain,
Bury it deep;
Only the weak complain.
Complaint is cheap.

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