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Silas Weir Mitchell

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    Alas, how can we help but mourn When hero bosoms yield their breath! A century itself may bear But once the flower of such a death.

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    He alone has lost the art to live who cannot win new friends.

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    The arctic loneliness of age.

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    There are those who suffer and grow strong; there are those who suffer and grow weak. This mystery of pain is still for me the saddest of earth's disabilities.

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    Up anchor! Up anchor! Set sail and away! The ventures of dreamland Are thine for a day.