i'm blue da-ba dee (meganekko) wrote in poetspassion, @ 2009-05-06 11:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | author: shakespeare, poem: when to the sessions of sweet sile |
"When to the Sessions of Sweet Silent Thought"
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear times’ waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unus’d to flow,
For precious friends hid in death’s dateless night.
And weep afresh love’s long-since cancell’d woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish’d sight.
Then can I grieve at grievance foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o’er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor’d, and sorrows end.
-William Shakespeare