If I could but forget
The fullness of those first sweet days,
When you burst sun-like thro' the haze
Of unacquaintance, on my sight,
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Love passion deep emotions, have times of 'If I could but forget', when ecstasy of love awoken, fades into bitter ashes of regretful despair. This raises the famous question, is it better to have loved and lost, or would sanity peace of mind choose, not to have loved at all?
The hardships that experienced and sorrow a good poem.
Dunber, We pretend to forget But we can't forget. Even your hearty poem We will never forget Because you're a special poet. You wrote in a special day.
A really beautiful poem. You can feel his aching heart!
I know how this feels. He speaks to the soul of human experience.