John McCullagh April 22, 2006
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We scarcely ever hear Moore‘s melodies any more – though there was a time when RTE played them ceaselessly. Most being reflective of old friends and of sad/happy/glorious times gone by, they certainly deserve an airing on Newry Journal.

THE LIGHT OF OTHER DAYS

Oft in the stilly night

Ere slumber’s chain has bound me,

Fond memories bring 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 dimmed and gone,

The cheerful hearts now broken!

Thus in the stilly night

Ere slumber’s chain has bound me,

Sad memories bring the light

Of other days around me.
 

When I remember all

The friends so link’d together

I’ve seen around me fall

Like leaves in wintry weather,

I feel like one

Who treads alone

Some banquet-hall deserted,

Whose lights are fled,

Whose garlands dead

And all but he departed!

Thus in the stilly night

Ere slumber’s chain has bound me,

Sad memories bring the light

Of other days around me.

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