WE loved so well in that old time; But we and Love grew old together: Old age forgets youth's golden prime. We loved so well in that old time; But youth and truth it is that rhyme, And winter follows summer weather. We loved so well in that old time; But we and Love grew old together. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EFFIGY OF A NUN (SIXTEENTH CENTURY) by SARA TEASDALE NIGHT, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE FOUNTAIN by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 21. YAKBUZU WA YABSUTU by EDWIN ARNOLD SONNET FROM JAPAN: 1. THE SPELL by ADELAIDE NICHOLS BAKER |