Sonnet 30: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought

When to the sessions of sweet silent thoughtI summon up remembrance of things past,I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste.Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,And weep afresh love's long since cancelled woe,And moan th' expense of many a vanished sight.Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,

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