Oft, in the Stilly Night
Thomas Moore
1779 to 1852
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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The eyes that shone,
The friends, so link'd together,
The cheerful hearts now broken!
Who treads alone
Of other days around me.
Oft, in the stilly night,
Some banquet-hall deserted,
Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
When I remember all
Sad memory brings the light
Now dimm'd and gone,
Like leaves in wintry weather;
Whose garlands dead,
Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
Whose lights are fled,
Sad memory brings the light
The smiles, the tears,
The words of love then spoken;
Thus, in the stilly night,
Ere slumber's chain hath bound me,
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Thus, in the stilly night,
Of boyhood's years,
Of other days around me;
Fond memory brings the light
I feel like one
And all but he departed!
I've seen around me fall,
Of other days around me.