I’ve heard “Long, Long Ago” since I began learning to play … most likely even on flute, which preceded my oboe studies. I never knew the words. It’s fun to hear it this way, in a pretty arrangement by Dan Forrest. I wonder if I’ll hear it differently when my students play it now. It just might happen!
Thomas Haynes Bayly: Long, Long Ago, arr. Forrest
National Taiwan University Chorus; Jennifer YangChin Chi, Conductor
Tell me the tales that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago, long, long ago,
Sing me the songs I delighted to hear,
Long, long ago, long ago,
Now you are come all my grief is removed,
Let me forget that so long you have roved.
Let me believe that you love as you loved,
Long, long ago, long ago.
Do you remember the paths where we met?
Long, long ago, long, long ago.
Ah, yes, you told me you’d never forget,
Long, long ago, long ago.
Then to all others, my smile you preferred,
Love, when you spoke, gave a charm to each word.
Still my heart treasures the phrases I heard,
Long, long ago, long ago.
Tho’ by your kindness my fond hopes were raised,
Long, long ago, long, long ago.
You by more eloquent lips have been praised,
Long, long ago, long, long ago,
But, by long absence your truth has been tried,
Still to your accents I listen with pride,
Blessed as I was when I sat by your side.
Long, long ago, long ago.
