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 joyous hours are past away,

And many a heart that then was gay
Within the tomb now darkly dwells
And hears no more these evening bells.


And so 'twill be when i am gone;
That tuneful peal will still ring on

While other bards will walk these dells,
And sing your praise, sweet evening bells.