| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Thomas Moore. (17791852) (continued) |
| | | 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;
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