LVIII

by Luis G. Dato

O memory of golden times gone by,
The dear remembrance of the days now past,
The halcyon hours that were too sweet to last,
That even now they haunt the memory.
Dear days of youth, part hope, part reverie,
Indelibly your image fair is cast.
Your fields, your dells, your verdant meadows vast,
The panoramas of your brighter sky.

Above them all, and brighter than the rest,
The splendor of your beauty still appears,
Like haunting vision of the tinted west
Our grief to ease for the departed years,
Your face from Time’s, oblivion I shall wrest,
O make it not a memory of tears!

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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