Are you bowed down in heart? Do you but hear the clashing discords and the din of life? Then come away, come to the peaceful wood, Here bathe your soul in silence. Listen! Now, From out the palpitating solitude Do you not catch, yet faint, elusive strains? They are above, around, within you, everywhere. Silently listen! Clear, and still more clear, they come. They bubble up in rippling notes, and swell in singing tones. Not let your soul run the whole gamut of the wondrous scale Until, responsive to the tonic chord, It touches the diapason of God's grand cathedral organ, Filling earth for you with heavenly peace And holy harmonies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PICTURES FROM APPLEDORE: 5 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE RAINY SUMMER by ALICE MEYNELL AFTER DEATH by FRANCES ISABEL PARNELL THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 10. THE PORTRAIT by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 52. YA HAKK by EDWIN ARNOLD THE UNKNOWN GOD by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN THE SONG OF WILLI by MATHILDE BLIND A SUPERSTITION REVISITED by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE AUTHOR OF 'THE GREAT ILLUSION' by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |