By Luis G. Dato

When other loves, and other lips,
And other vows and other faces,
Erase from yesterday its traces,
And the dead past from memory slips;

When bluer skies, and greener ways,
Call out the heart away to wander,
With other loves, more true, more tender,
Leaving behind dead yesterdays;

Think not, my soul, in vain regretting,
And idle sighs should pass the days,
With songs forsworn in untrod ways,
To rue me of love’s false forgetting;,

But stout of heart with imprecation,
I hurl the melancholy hours,
That, sweet erstwhile, the heavenly powers,
Turn bane in my love’s execration;

Thus only though with grief, with sorrow,
May we from icy tombs find traces,
Of other lips and other faces,
And other loves beyond the morrow.

Luis Dato
Luis Dato

Luis G. Dato (July 4, 1906 - January 29, 1985) was a poet, writer and educator from Sta. Cruz, Baao, Camarines Sur. He published books in English including Manila A Collection of verse (1926), My Book of Verses (1936) and the Land of Mai in 1975. He also wrote several books and text in Bikol such as, Vocabulario Bikol-Ingles-Kastila (1963), Cantahon na Bikol (1969), Morfologia kan Tataramon na Bikol (serialized in Naga Times), Patotodon sa Bikol (Bikol Mail) and Sarabihon sa Bikol.

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