When To The Sessions Of Sweet Silent Thought I Summon Up Remembrance Of Things Past, I Sigh The Lack Of Many A Thing I Sought, And With The Old Woes New Wail My Dear Time's Waste.

When To The Sessions Of Sweet Silent Thought I Summon Up Remembrance Of Things Past, I Sigh The Lack Of Many A Thing I Sought, And With The Old Woes New Wail My Dear Time's Waste.

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When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with the old woes new wail my dear time's waste.
[...]
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor'd, and sorrows end.
-- William Shakespeare, "Sonnet 30"

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