Quote#Time
The light of other days is faded
Quote byAlfred Bunn · 1796–1860
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Maid of Artois (1836) set to music by Michael William Balfe. Compare: "Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed", Thomas Moore, Oft in the Stilly Night..
English (original)
The light of other days is faded, And all their glories past.
— Alfred Bunn
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