They Say that Hope is Happiness

by Lord Byron


They say that Hope is happiness;     But genuine Love must prize the past, And Memory wakes the thoughts that bless:     They rose the first — they set the last;


And all that Memory 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.

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