Stones from The Quarry or, Moods of Mind. By Henry Browne [i.e. Henry Ellison] |
THE MUSIC OF HUMANITY. |
Stones from The Quarry | ||
THE MUSIC OF HUMANITY.
O noble concert of attunèd minds!Melodious organs, into which the Muse
Immortal airs and breathings doth infuse;
Through whose full diapason Music finds
Voice plenary; heavenly harmony unwinds
Her “endless band,” which still itself renews:
Strings of the lyre God deigns Himself to use;
Choir-leaders, who in all degrees and kinds
Lead off the grand All-anthem. In that swell
And sweep of harmony, for ever borne
Athwart the ages, drownèd is the knell
Of poor Mortality, seems not to mourn
The Lost, but hail the Living; let thy spell
Lie on my soul, world-wearied else and worn!
Stones from The Quarry | ||