[00:06.56]When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
[00:09.83]I summon up remembrance of things past
[00:13.58]I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought
[00:17.39]And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste
[00:23.29]Then can I drown an eyse unused to flow
[00:28.25]For precious friends hid in death's dateless night
[00:32.12]And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe
[00:36.69]And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight
[00:39.56]
[03:24.99]Then can I grieve at grievances foregone
[03:28.18]And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
[03:31.71]The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan
[03:34.16]Which I knew pay as if not paid before
[03:39.29]But if the while I think on thee, dear friend
[03:44.06]All losses are restored and sorrows end