Chapters 8
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1 The House Where We Were Wed - Read by DL 1:47
I've been to the old farmhouse, good wife, where you and I were wed, where the love was born to our two hearts that now lies cold and dead. We're a long-kept secret to you, I told, in the yellow beams of the moon, and we forged our vows out of love's own gold, To be broken so soon, so soon. I passed through all the old rooms, good wife. I wandered on and on. I followed the steps of a flitting ghost, the ghost of a love that is gone. And he led me out to the arbor, wife, where with myrtles I twined your hair, and he seated me down on the old stone step and left me musing there. The sun went down, as it used to do, and sunk in the sea of night. The two bright stars that we called ours came slowly unto my sight, but the one that was mine went under a cloud, went under a cloud alone, and a tear that I wouldn't have shed for the world fell down on that old grey stone.
But there be words can ne'er be unsaid, and deeds can ne'er be undone, except, perhaps, in another world where life's once more begun. And maybe some time in the time to come, When a few more years are sped, We'll love again as we used to love, In the house where we were wed.
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2 The House Where We Were Wed - Read by EEP 2:21
I've been to the old farmhouse, good wife, where you and I were wed, where the love was born to our two hearts that now lies cold and dead, where a long-kept secret to you I told. Than the yellow beams of the moon. And we forged our vows out of love's own gold, to be broken so soon, so soon.
I passed through all the old rooms, good wife. I wandered on and on. I followed the steps of a flitting ghost, the ghost of a love that is gone. And he led me out to the arbor, wife, where with myrtles I twined your hair. And he seated me down on the old stone step, and left me musing there.
The sun went down as it used to do, and sunk in the sea of night. The two bright stars that we called ours came slowly unto my sight. But the one that was mine went under a cloud, went under a cloud, alone, and a tear that I wouldn't have shed for the world fell down on the old grey stone.
But there be words can ne'er be unsaid, and deeds can ne'er be undone, except perhaps in another world, Where lives once more begun. And maybe some time, in the time to come, When a few more years are sped, We love again as we used to love In the house where we were wed.
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3 The House Where We Were Wed - Read by EX 1:58
I've been to the old farmhouse, good wife, where you and I were wed, where the love was born to our two hearts that now lies cold and dead, where a long-kept secret to you I told in the yellow beams of the moon And we forged our vows out of love's own gold to be broken so soon, so soon. I passed through all the old rooms, good wife. I wandered on and on. I followed the step of a fleeting ghost, the ghost of a love that is gone. And he led me out to the arbor, wife, where with my myrtles I twined my hair. And he seated me down on the old stone step, and left me musing there. The sun went down as it used to do, and sunk in the sea of night. The two bright stars that we called ours came slowly onto my sight.
But the one that was mine went under a cloud, went under a cloud alone, and a tear that I wouldn't have shed for the world, Fell down on the old grey stone. But there'll be words can'er be unsaid, and deeds can'er be undone, except perhaps in another world, where life's once more begun, and maybe some time in the time to come, when a few more years are sped, we will love again as we used to love, in the house where we will wait.
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4 The House Where We Were Wed - Read by IG 1:30
I've been to the old farmhouse, good wife, where you and I were wed, where the love was born to our two hearts that now lies cold and dead. Where I long kept secret to you, I told, in the yellow beams of the moon, and we forged our vows out of love's own gold, to be broken so soon, so soon. I passed through all the old rooms, good wife, I wandered on and on. I followed the steps of a flitting ghost, the ghost of a love that has gone. And he led me out to the arbor, wife, where with myrtles I twined your hair, and he seated me down on the old grey step, and left me musing there. The sun went down as it used to do, and sunk in the sea of night. The two bright stars that we called ours came slowly unto my sight, but the one that was mine went under a cloud.
When under a cloud alone, and a tear that I wouldn't have shed for the world, fell down on the old grey stone. But there be words can ne'er be unsaid, and deeds can ne'er be undone, except perhaps in another world, where life's once more begun, and maybe some time in the time to come, when a few more years are sped, we'll love again as we used to love, in the house where we were wed.
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5 The House Where We Were Wed - Read by JES 2:02
I've been to the old farmhouse, good wife, where you and I were wed, where the love was born to our two hearts, that now lies cold and dead, where a long-kept secret to you I told, in the yellow beams of the moon, And we forged our vows out of love's own gold, to be broken so soon, so soon. I passed through all the old rooms, good wife. I wandered on and on. I followed the steps of a flitting ghost, the ghost of a love that is gone. And he led me out to the arbor, wife, where with myrtles I twined your hair. And he seated me down on the old stone step, and left me musing there. The sun went down as it used to do, and sunk in the sea of night. The two bright stars that we called ours came slowly unto my side, but the one that was mine went under a cloud, went under a cloud alone, and the tear that I wouldn't have shed for the world fell down On the old grey stone.
But there we words can ne'er be unsaid, and deeds can ne'er be undone, except, perhaps, in another world, where life's once more begun. And maybe, some time in the time to come, when a few more years are sped, we love again as we used to love, in the house where we were wet.
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6 The House Where We Were Wed - Read by MFS 2:11
I've been to the old farmhouse, good wife, where you and I were wed, where the love was born to our two hearts that now lies cold and dead, where a long-kept secret to you I told in the yellow beams of the moon And we forged our vows out of love's own gold to be broken so soon, so soon. I passed through all the old rooms, good wife. I wandered on and on. I followed the steps of a flitting ghost, the ghost of a love that is gone. Annie led me out to the arbor, wife, where with myrtles I twined your hair. And he seated me down on the old stone step, and left me musing there. The sun went down as it used to do, and sunk in the sea of night. The two bright stars that we called ours came slowly into my sight, but the one that was mine went under a cloud, went under a cloud alone.
Had a tear that I wouldn't have shed for the world fell down on the old grey stone. But there be words can ne'er be unsaid, and deeds can ne'er be undone, except, perhaps, in another world where life's once more begun, and maybe some time in the time to come when a few more years are sped. We'll love again as we used to love, in the house where we were wed.
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7 The House Where We Were Wed - Read by PC 1:39
I've been to the old farmhouse, good wife, where you and I were wed, where the love was born to our two hearts that now lies cold and dead. We're a long-kept secret to you, I told in the yellow beams of the moon, and we forged our vows out of love's own gold. To be broken so soon, so soon. I passed through all the old rooms, good wife. I wandered on and on. I followed the steps of a flitting ghost, the ghost of a love that is gone. And he led me out to the arbor, wife, where the myrtles I twined in your hair. And he seated me down on the old stone step, and left me musing there. The sun went down as it used to do, and sunk in the sea of night. The two bright stars that we called ours came slowly unto my sight, but the one that was mine went under a cloud, went under a cloud alone, and a tear that I wouldn't have shed for the world fell down on the old grey stone.
But there be words that can ne'er be unsaid, and deeds that can ne'er be undone, except perhaps in another world where life's once more begun, and maybe some time in the time to come, When a few more years are sped, we'll love again, as we used to love, in the house where we were wed.
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8 The House Where We Were Wed - Read by SMH 1:51
I've been to the old farmhouse, good wife, where you and I were wed, where the love was born to our two hearts that now lies cold and dead, where a long-kept secret to you I told in the yellow beams of the moon, and we forged our vows out of love's own gold. To be broken so soon, so soon.
I passed through all the old rooms, good wife. I wandered on and on. I followed the steps of a flitting ghost, the ghost of a love that is gone. And he led me out to the arbor, wife, where with myrtles I twined your hair. And he seated me down on the old stone step, and left me musing there. The sun went down as it used to do, and sunk in the sea of night. The two bright stars that we called ours came slowly unto my sight. But the one that was mine went under a cloud, went under a cloud alone, and a tear that I wouldn't have shed for the world fell on the old gray stone.
But there be words can ne'er be unsaid. And deeds can ne'er be undone, Except, perhaps, in another world, Where life's once more begun. And maybe some time in the time to come, When a few more years are sped, We'll love again as we used to love, In the house where we were wed.