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verameum:

New is beautiful, so we often allow our emotions to sweep us along with the new, the novel, the unfamiliar. It does not take long for us to abandon our ardor, so fickle and inconstant are we. New is beautiful, old is tired, and so we go on vacillating from one faddish interest to the next, ignoring and deriding so much age and steady beauty that accumulates and quietly surrounds us.