Wednesday, April 27, 2011

sweet silent

wen to de session of sweet silent thought
i summon up remembrance of things past
i sigh de lack of many a thing i sought
and wiff old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
then can i drown an eye, unused to flow
fer precious friends hid in death's dateless night
and weep afresh love's long since cancelled woe
and moan de expense of many a vanish¹d sight...
then can i grieve at grievances foregone
and heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
de sad account of fore-bemoaned moan
which i new pay as if not paid before
but if de while i tink on thee, dear friends
all losses are restored and sorrows end...
tenkiu to all my girlfriends...

*until de time comes, we will meet again..