I

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.

II

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

III

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.

Readings

Lord Byron: 'So We'll Go No More A Roving' read by Colin Salmon
So We'll Go No More a Roving read by Lily James, Freddie Fox and Elizabeth McGovern
So We'll Go No More a Roving read by Joel MacCormack
So We'll Go No More a Roving read by Lindsey Duncan
So We'll Go No More a Roving read by Sir John Mortimer
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Lord Byron: 'So We'll Go No More A Roving' read by Colin Salmon
So We'll Go No More a Roving read by Lily James, Freddie Fox and Elizabeth McGovern
So We'll Go No More a Roving read by Joel MacCormack
So We'll Go No More a Roving read by Lindsey Duncan
So We'll Go No More a Roving read by Sir John Mortimer
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