"Time Is A Kind Friend, He Will Make Us Old"
Context: "Let It Be Forgotten" exemplifies the author's skill in blending simplicity of phrase and style with deep, complex emotion. This short poem is a variation on a popular theme: the transiency of time and the loss of particular experiences of the past. Ironically in the very act of growing old is the balm that cures the heart broken because of loss. In conjunction with the passing of joys comes the consoling, healing anesthesia of forgetfulness. The past is to be forgotten as a flower, a fire, a hushed footfall. The implication here is that as the beauty, enchantment and delight of these things are only momentary joys that leave ineradicable impressions and then give way to new experiences, so it, the significant moment and experience of the past, leaves its impression then passes on almost imperceptibly. Only a vague memory is left, like a seasonal beauty "in a long forgotten snow." Presumably if life is to be bearable and meaningful the unredeemable moment must be forgotten. The first stanza reads:
Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten,Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold,Let it be forgotten for ever and ever,Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.