Weep no more, lady, weep no more,
Thy sorrowe is in vaine,
For violets pluckt, the sweetest read more

Weep no more, lady, weep no more,
Thy sorrowe is in vaine,
For violets pluckt, the sweetest showers
Will ne'er make grow againe.

The days of rejoicing are gone forever.
[Fr., Ils sont passes ces jours de fete.]

The days of rejoicing are gone forever.
[Fr., Ils sont passes ces jours de fete.]

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.

O, to bring back the great Homeric time,
The simple manners and the deed sublime:
When the read more

O, to bring back the great Homeric time,
The simple manners and the deed sublime:
When the wise Wanderer, often foiled by Fate,
Through the long furrow drave the ploughshare straight.

The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.

The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.

O God! Put back Thy universe and give me yesterday.

O God! Put back Thy universe and give me yesterday.

The age of chivalry is gone.--That of sophisters, economists and
calculators has succeeded.

The age of chivalry is gone.--That of sophisters, economists and
calculators has succeeded.

The best of prophets of the future is the past.

The best of prophets of the future is the past.

Therefore Agathon rightly says: "Of this alone even God is
deprived, the power of making things that are past read more

Therefore Agathon rightly says: "Of this alone even God is
deprived, the power of making things that are past never to have
been."