Thomas Moore
Those Evening Bells
Those evening bells! Those evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells
Of love and home and that sweet time
When last I heard their soothing chime!
Those joyous hours are passed away
And many a heart that then was gay
Within the tomb now darkly dwells
And hears no more those evening bells.
And so 'twill be when I am gone
That tuneful peal will still ring on,
While other bards shall walk these dells
And sing your praise, sweet evening bells!