Like the ghost of a dear friend dead
Is Time long past.
A tone which is now forever fled,
A hope which is now forever past,
A love so sweet it could not last,
Was Time long past.
There were sweet dreams in the night
Of Time long past:
And, was it sadness or delight,
Each day a shadow onward cast
Which made us wish it yet might last
That Time long past.
There is regret, almost remorse,
For Time long past.
‘Tis like a child’s belovèd course
A father watches,
till at last Beauty is like remembrance, cast
From Time long past.
~ Time Long Past – Percy Bysshe Shelley Shared Via English Poems Android App.