I HEAR a voice that speaks to me Out of the silence of my dreams; Somewhere from long eternity Where the first white dawn gleams. Night and the stars, day and the sun, Winds and the trumpets of mid-seas, All in one common key they run Through deathless melodies. Take this, my answer for all time -- Yea, to his speech, to his command: Surrendering all life of mine Unto his heart and hand. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITTLE BLACK BOY, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE LAY OF THE LABOURER by THOMAS HOOD OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON JUST A-RIDIN'! by ELWOOD ADAMS RURAL ECONOMY (1917) by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN ON THE FALL OF MAN by JOHN BYROM VERSES, SPOKEN EXTEMPORE AT THE MEETING OF A CLUB by JOHN BYROM |