Remembrance of things past
Shaketh me no more;
Neither the mind hath more thoughts to cast,
Nor doth heart like the pain anymore.
Never wilt thou see me regret,
Never shalt I look back again;
With a heavy heart moveth my soul,
I am looking forward, I reassure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wonderful sonnet.i lke the old way which is written. you are right.LET THE PAST BE THE PAST.just keep looking forward. cheers~nb