William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Sonnets Xxx: When To The Sessions Of Sweet Silent Thought - Poem by William Shakespeare

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 time's 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 th' expense of many a vanish'd sight;
Then can I grieve at grievances 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.


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    Contemplation of ones life and the power of friendship so perfectly displayed (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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