The Light of Other Days

By Thomas Moore

1779-1852


OFT, in the stilly night,
         Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
Fond Memory brings the light
         Of other days around me:
         The smiles, the tears
         Of boyhood's years,
         The words of love then spoken;
         The eyes that shone,
         Now dimm'd and gone,
         The cheerful hearts now broken!
Thus, in the stilly night,
         Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
Sad Memory brings the light
         Of other days around me.

When I remember all
         The friends, so link'd together,
I've seen around me fall
         Like leaves in wintry weather,
         I feel like one
         Who treads alone
         Some banquet-hall deserted,
         Whose lights are fled,
         Whose garlands dead,
         And all but he departed!
Thus, in the stilly night,
         Ere slumber's chain has bound me.
Sad Memory brings the light
         Of other days around me.

DayPoems Poem No. 536
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