Say thou not sadly, 'never,' and 'no more,' <br />But from thy lips banish those falsest words; <br />While life remains that which was thine before <br />Again may be thine; in Time's storehouse lie <br />Days, hours, and moments, that have unknown hoards <br />Of joy, as well as sorrow: passing by, <br />Smiles come with tears; therefore with hopeful eye <br />Look thou on dear things, though they turn away, <br />For thou and they, perchance, some future day <br />Shall meet again, and the gone bliss return; <br />For its departure then make thou no mourn, <br />But with stout heart bid what thou lov'st farewell; <br />That which the past hath given the future gives as well.<br /><br />Frances Anne Kemble<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/say-thou-not-sadly-never-and-no-more/
