মূল লিরিক্স
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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, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan the 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 restored and sorrows end.
