Día de los Muertos
Posted: November 1, 2012 Filed under: LOVE, Parents, WRITERS | Tags: All Saints Day, All Souls Day, Jack Pollard, los angelitos, mexican holidays, remembering, Sonnet 30, The Day of the Dead, William Shakespeare Leave a commentWhen to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I 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 the expense of many a vanished sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o’er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor’d and sorrows end.
loupollard 