Thomas Moore

(28 May 1779 – 25 February 1852 / Dublin)

The Light Of Other Days - Poem by Thomas Moore

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.

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  • (1/22/2012 4:10:00 PM)


    Shockingly underrated poet! I really love this one. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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