“The light of other days is faded,
And all their glories past.”

—  Alfred Bunn

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.

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British businessman, librettist 1796–1860

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