Luyện nghe bài hát Of Pale White Morns And Darkened Eves

Here many days once gently past me
in dear town of old forgetfulness;
here all entwined in dreams long i slept
and no echo of the worlds distress

For here the castle and the tower,
more grey and dim than cold autumn rain,
sleep, nor moment nor triumphal hour,
wakes their old lords too in slumber lain.

Like clustered in a crowded year,
todays great sadness, or tomorrows
faint echoes fade within drowsy halls
ghost; the daylight creeps across their walls.