作曲 : Trammell Starks 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 old woes new wail my dear time's waste Then can I drown an eyse unused to flow For precious friends hid in death's dateless night And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight Then can I grieve at grievances foregone And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan Which I knew pay as if not paid before But if the while I think on thee, dear friend All losses are restored and sorrows end编辑于2023/12/21更新