I. <br />That time is dead for ever, child! <br />Drowned, frozen, dead for ever! <br />We look on the past <br />And stare aghast <br />At the spectres wailing, pale and ghast, <br />Of hopes which thou and I beguiled <br />To death on life’s dark river. <br /> <br />II. <br />The stream we gazed on then rolled by; <br />Its waves are unreturning; <br />But we yet stand <br />In a lone land, <br />Like tombs to mark the memory <br />Of hopes and fears, which fade and flee <br />In the light of life’s dim morning.<br /><br />Percy Bysshe Shelley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lines-that-time-is-dead-for-ever-child/
