William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.
They Say That Hope Is HappinessLord Byron (17881824)
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But genuine Love must prize the past,
And Memory wakes the thoughts that bless:
They rose the first—they set the last;
Was once our only Hope to be,
And all that Hope adored and lost
Hath melted into Memory.
The future cheats us from afar,
Nor can we be what we recall,
Nor dare we think on what we are.