 | The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton |  |
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WE LOVED SO WELL.
We loved so well in that old time;But we and Love grew old together:
Old age forgets youth's golden prime.
We loved so well in that old time;
But youth and truth it is that rhyme,
And winter follows summer weather.
We loved so well in that old time;
But we and Love grew old together.
| The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton | |