by Thomas Moore (1779 - 1852)

Language: English 
Our translations:  FRE
Oh, the days are gone, when beauty bright
My heart's chain wove;
When my dream of life, from morn till night
Was love, still love.
New hope may bloom, 
And days may come
Of milder, calmer beam,
But there's nothing half so sweet in life 
As love's young dream:
No, there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream.

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Composition:

    Set to music by Charles Edward Ives (1874 - 1954), "Canon", 1894, published 1921, stanza 1 [ voice and piano ], NY : G. Schirmer

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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Jeune rêve d'amour", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 177