Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
There is regret, almost remorse,
For Time long past.
Oh, cease Must hate and death return Cease Must men kill and die Cease Drain not to its dregs the urn of bitter prophecy. The world is weary of the past, Oh, might it die or rest at last.
'Tis like a child's belovèd corse
A father watches, till at last
Beauty is like remembrance, cast
From Time long past.
Like the ghost of a dear friend dead
Is Time long past.
A tone which is now forever fled,
A hope which is now forever past,
A love so sweet it could not last,
Was Time long past.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories