Classic Poem

Go , leave me to weep for the years that are pass'd,
For my youth, and its friends, and its pleasures all dead,
My spring and my summer are fading too fast,
And I long to live over the days that are fled;
It is not for sorrows or sins on my track
That I mournfully cast my fond yearnings behind—
Ah, no—from affection I love to look back,
It is only my Heart that has wedded my Mind.

And still, let the Mind that has married a Heart,
Though loving, be strong as a king in his pride,
And ever command that all weakness depart
From the realm that he rules in the soul of his bride;
For what if all time and all pleasures decay?
My Mind is myself, an invincible chief—
Like a child's broken toys are the years past away,
And my Heart half-ashamed has forgotten her grief.