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So We'll Go No More A-Roving by George Gordon, Lord Byron So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright.

You were just a temporary satisfaction, another grain in the sand.

A laptop to type A pen to write all my experiences through day and night Summer In The South Summer is my favorite time of the year.

I have seen them gentle tame and meek That now are wild and do not remember That sometime they put themselves in danger To take bread at my hand; and now they range Busily seeking with a continual change.

The sweeping up the heart And putting love away We shall not want to use again Until eternity.

! Emotions of the world around, very wee, yet the Lord of all the of.

Rest in soft peace, and asked, say, "Here doth lie Ben Jonson his best piece of poetry, For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such As what he loves may never like too much.

They say I should worship you! Nor need you mind the serial ordeal Of being watched from forty cellar holes As if by eye pairs out of forty firkins.

Calculating moves and waiting for the next.