Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron. 17881824599. We’ll go no more a-roving
SO, we’ll go no more a-roving | |
So late into the night, | |
Though the heart be still as loving, | |
And the moon be still as bright. | |
For the sword outwears its sheath, | 5 |
And the soul wears out the breast, | |
And the heart must pause to breathe, | |
And love itself have rest. | |
Though the night was made for loving, | |
And the day returns too soon, | 10 |
Yet we’ll go no more a-roving | |
By the light of the moon. |