'Tis from Heaven, not earth, when thy lovely sweet voice Strikes responsive chords deep in my heart, Lending beauty and color to commonplace words Whose true meaning thy soul doth impart. For God's Heaven is near, when I gaze in thine eyes, Through those entrance gates standing ajar; And whilst thou art singing, 'tis my soul that doth hear Through those portals a voice from afar. 'Tis the voice of thy soul that doth lift me to heights, Where the spirit of song dwells apart; 'Tis from Heaven, not earth, thou sweet maid of my dreams, Evermore, thou art voice of my heart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SPIDER AND THE FLY by MARY HOWITT KEENAN'S CHARGE by GEORGE PARSONS LATHROP THE CLOSING SCENE by THOMAS BUCHANAN READ THE WIDOW; SAPPHICS by ROBERT SOUTHEY TO THE VERS LIBRIST WHO USES ONLY THE MINOR KEY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS TRANSPORT UP AT YPRES by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE 'VARUNA' by GEORGE HENRY BOKER RED COTTON NIGHT-CAP COUNTRY; OR, TURF AND TOWERS: PART 4 by ROBERT BROWNING |