Sonnet XXX

Lyrics
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 forе-bemoaned moan Which I new pay as if not paid bеfore But if the while I think on thee, dear friend All losses are restor'd, and sorrows end
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Credits
- Writers
- William Shakespeare