Panama and Other Poems Narrative and Occasional By Stephen Phillips: With a Frontispiece by Joseph Pennell |
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How sweet a summer Silence ere the bird-note,
When the dead night is glimmering into soul!
When the dead night is glimmering into soul!
How rich that ritual Silence of the noon hour,
When God himself seems burring down on flowers!
When God himself seems burring down on flowers!
How large that Silence of a million flashes,
When all the waiting glory is unrolled!
When all the waiting glory is unrolled!
Yet ah! How fell that after-murder Silence,
Which now hath gotten a memory and a soul;
Which now hath gotten a memory and a soul;
It speaks no more than a dumb injured creature,
Yet worse that Silence, since it may not speak!
Yet worse that Silence, since it may not speak!
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Noble the Silence his that deigns no answer,
Who falsely stung, yet openeth not his lips!
Who falsely stung, yet openeth not his lips!
Silence how beautiful of the young mother,
Stolen with a light to brood above her babe!
Stolen with a light to brood above her babe!
But Silence grandest that of the Creator,
Who silent lifts the heavy world to light!
Who silent lifts the heavy world to light!
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