More quotes by Eliza Cook
Better build school-rooms for "the boy,"
Than cells and gibbets for "the man."
I love it, I love it; and who shall dare
To chide me for loving that old arm-chair?
How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When Memory plays an old tune on the heart.
Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When Memory plays an old tune on the heart!
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