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!
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