Thomas Hardy - A Bygone Occasion lyrics

  That night, that night,   That song, that song! Will such again be evened quite   Through lifetimes long?   No mirth was shown   To outer seers, But mood to match has not been known   In modern years.   O eyes that smiled,   O lips that lured; That such would last was one beguiled   To think ensured!   That night, that night,   That song, that song; O drink to its recalled delight,   Though tears may throng!