Interludes and Undertones, or, Music at Twilight By Charles Mackay |
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79
LX. HARMONIES.
Hast thou not heard it, the universal music,
The throbbing harmonies, the old eternal rhyme,
In the wild billows roaring,
In the mad torrent pouring,
And keeping with the stars its tramp and march sublime?
The throbbing harmonies, the old eternal rhyme,
In the wild billows roaring,
In the mad torrent pouring,
And keeping with the stars its tramp and march sublime?
Hast thou not heard it, when the night was silent
And nothing stirred but wind among the trees,
And the star-orbits, strings of harps celestial,
Seemed quivering to the rush of melodies.
And nothing stirred but wind among the trees,
And the star-orbits, strings of harps celestial,
Seemed quivering to the rush of melodies.
If in thy soul there pulses no faint responsive echo
To that supernal everlasting hymn,
Thou'rt of the low earth lowly,
Or livest life unholy,
Or dullest spiritual sense, by carnal grossness dim.
To that supernal everlasting hymn,
Thou'rt of the low earth lowly,
Or livest life unholy,
Or dullest spiritual sense, by carnal grossness dim.
Hear it, O spirit! hear it; O preacher! give it welcome;
And, loving heart, receive it, deep in thine inmost core,
The harmony of Angels, glory, for ever glory,
Glory and Peace and Love—for ever, ever more!
And, loving heart, receive it, deep in thine inmost core,
The harmony of Angels, glory, for ever glory,
Glory and Peace and Love—for ever, ever more!
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