William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.
Well Go No More A-RovingLord Byron (17881824)
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So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And Love itself have rest.
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we’ll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.