
The poem is a meditation on the passage of time and its effects on human experience. It reflects on the transience of life, love, and beauty, and how they are lost to the relentless march of time. The speaker laments the loss of youth, vitality, and innocence, and expresses a sense of nostalgia for a bygone era.
By Lord Byron · First published 1813 · Genre: Romantic Poetry, Lyric Poetry, Elegy · 246 words
There was a time, I need not name, Since it will ne'er forgotten be, When all our feelings were the same As still my soul hath been to thee.
And from that hour when first thy tongue Confess'd a love which equall'd mine, Though many a grief my heart hath wrung, Unknown, and thus unfelt, by thine,
None, none hath sunk so deep as this - To think how all that love hath flown; Transient as every faithless kiss, But transient in thy breast alone.
And yet my heart some solace knew, When late I heard thy lips declare, In accents once imagined true, Remembrance of the days that were.
There was a Time, I Need not Name is listed on Textopian as a poem by Lord Byron, dated 1813 CE.
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