John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
(continued) Thomas Moore. (17791852) 5446
Those evening bells! those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells Of youth and home, and that sweet time When last I heard their soothing chime!
Those evening Bells. 5447
Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumbers chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhoods years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken.
Oft in the Stilly Night. 5448
I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed.
Oft in the Stilly Night. 5449
As half in shade and half in sun This world along its path advances, May that side the sun s upon Be all that eer shall meet thy glances!
Peace be around Thee. 5450
If I speak to thee in friendships name, Thou thinkst I speak too coldly; If I mention loves devoted flame, Thou sayst I speak too boldly.
How shall I woo? 5451
A friendship that like love is warm; A love like friendship, steady.
How shall I woo? 5452
The bird let loose in Eastern skies, Returning fondly home, Neer stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam;