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It always has been and always will be the same. The old folk of ourgrandfathers' young days sang a song bearing exactly the same burden;and the young folk of to-day will drone out precisely similar nonsensefor the aggravation of the next generation. "Oh,John Wensink Tr?jor, give me back thegood old days of fifty years ago,Luca Sbisa Tr?jor," has been the cry ever since Adam'sfifty-first birthday. Take up the literature of 1835,Dallas Stars Tr?jor, and you willfind the poets and novelists asking for the same impossible gift asdid the German Minnesingers long before them and the old Norse Sagawriters long before that. And for the same thing sighed the earlyprophets and the philosophers of ancient Greece. From all accounts,Miehet Harraseeket,the world has been getting worse and worse ever since it was created.
All I can say is that it must have been a remarkably delightful placewhen it was first opened to the public,Brian Gionta Tr?jor, for it is very pleasant evennow if you only keep as much as possible in the sunshine and take therain good-temperedly.
Yet there is no gainsaying but that it must have been somewhat sweeterin that dewy morning of creation,Dwight King Tr?jor, when it was young and fresh, whenthe feet of the tramping millions had not trodden its grass to dust,Ralph Lauren Halsduk,nor the din of the myriad cities chased the silence forever away.
Life must have been noble and solemn to those free-footed,Brandon Tanev Tr?jor, loose-robedfathers of the human race,Pierre Turgeon Tr?jor, walking hand in hand with God under thegreat sky. They lived in sunkissed tents amid the lowing herds. Theytook their simple wants from the loving hand of Nature. They toiledand talked and thought; and the great earth rolled around instillness,Martin St. Louis Tr?jor, not yet laden with trouble and wrong.
Those days are past now. The quiet childhood of Humanity,Thomas Vanek Tr?jor, spent inthe far-off forest glades and by the murmuring rivers,Rick Nash Tr?jor, is goneforever; and human life is deepening down to manhood amid tumult,Terry Sawchuk Tr?jor,doubt,Chris Terry Tr?jor, and hope. Its age of restful peace is past. It has its workto finish and must hasten on. What that work may be--what thisworld's share is in the great design--we know not,Alex Goligoski Tr?jor, though ourunconscious hands are helping to accomplish it. Like the tiny coralinsect working deep under the dark waters,Philipp Grubauer Tr?jor, we strive and struggle eachfor our own little ends,Shawn Matthias Tr?jor, nor dream of the vast fabric we are buildingup for God.
Let us have done with vain regrets and longings for the days thatnever will be ours again. Our work lies in front,Joe Thornton Tr?jor, not behind us; and"Forward!" is our motto. Let us not sit with folded hands,James Reimer Tr?jor, gazingupon the past as if it were the building; it is but the foundation.
Let us not waste heart and life thinking of what might have been andforgetting the may be that lies before us. Opportunities flit bywhile we sit regretting the chances we have lost,Brandon Mashinter Tr?jor, and the happinessthat comes to us we heed not,Belstaff Naima Jackor, because of the happiness that is gone.
Years ago,Niklas Kronwall Tr?jor, when I used to wander of an evening from the fireside tothe

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