VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.

So We'll Go No More a-Roving

Lord Byron

So, we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul outwears the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
by the light of the moon.

In his earlier poetry, Byron, who was partly Scottish followed the lead of such other Scots as Robert Burns and Sir Walter Scott in reviving old ballads and composing new ones--or, as here, of grafting new material onto old. Regretful decrepitude may seem a fatuous pose in a writer not yet thirty, but Byron had scarcely seven more years to live when he wrote this.