4.When I sit by the roadside, tired and panting, when I spread my bed low in the dust, let me ever feel that the long journey is still before me -- let menotforget a moment, let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams and in my wakeful hours.
8.I can notforget the mildness in your eyes,I can notforget your resentful eyes of that time,I can notforget all that you did for me,I can notforget all of yours that moved me.