There Was A Time, I Need Not Name

Autorem wiersza jest Lord George Byron

There was a time, I need not name,
Since it will ne`er forgotten be,
When all our feelings were the same
As still my soul hath been to thee.

And from that hour when first thy tongue
Confess`d a love which equall`d mine,
Though many a grief my heart hath wrung,
Unknown, and thus unfelt, by thine,

None, none hath sunk so deep as this -
To think how all that love hath flown;
Transient as every faithless kiss,
But transient in thy breast alone.

And yet my heart some solace knew,
When late I heard thy lips declare,
In accents once imagined true,
Remembrance of the days that were.

Yes! my adored, yet most unkind!
Though thou wilt never love again,
To me `tis doubly sweet to find
Remembrance of that love remain.

Yes! `tis a glorious thought to me,
Nor longer shall my soul repine,
Whate`er thou art or e`er shalt be,
Thou hast been dearly, solely mine.

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