Quote:
Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
Those Evening Bells
Those ev'ning bells! Those ev'ning bells!
How many a tale their music tells,
Of youth and home and that sweet time,
When last I heard their soothing chime.
Those joyous hours are pass'd away,
And many a heart that then was gay,
Within the tomb now darkly dwells
And hears no more these evening bells.
And so't will be when I'm gone,
Their tunefull peal will still ring on
While other bards shall walk these dells
And sing your praise sweet evening bells.