And I never started to plow in my life
That some one did not stop in the road
And take me away to a dance or picnic.
I ended up with forty acres;
I ended up with a broken fiddle—
And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories,
And not a single regret.

Edgar Lee Masters

Stichwörter: memories laugh regret single jones fiddle fiddler

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