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They say that Hope is happiness
They say that Hope is happiness—
But genuine Love must prize the past;
And mem'ry wakes the thoughts that bless
They rose the first—they set the last.
And all that mem'ry loves the most
Was once our only hope to be:
And all that hope adored and lost
Hath melted into memory.
Alas! it is delusion all—
The future cheats us from afar,
Nor can we be what we recall,
Nor dare we think on what we are.
poem
by
Byron
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