OFT , IN THE STILLY NIGHT

introducing the poet

thomas Moore (1779-1852) is an Irish poet, satirist , composer , and political propagandist .

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Memories , sweet or sad , always live with us . We cherish fond memories . Elderly people who have very little to look forward to often recall friendships and past incidents . Nostalgia haunts them . thomas moore canvasses the memories of past and present in this poem . it is one of the finest songs of moore with complete adaptation of words to music and music to words along with high quality of potential

the text

Oft , in the stilly night,

Ere slumber’s chain has bound me,

found 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 ,

Era slumber’s chain hath bound me ,

sad memory brings the light

of other days around me .

when I remember all

the friends , so link ‘ d together

l’ ve seen around me fall,

like leaves in wintry weather ;

i feel like one

who treads alone

some banquet – hall deserted ,

whose treads alone

some banquet – hall deserted ,

whose lights are fled ,

whose garlands dead ,

And all but he departed

thus , in the stilly night ,

Era slumber’s chain has bound me ,

sad memory brings the light

of other days around me.

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