WHEN the great organs, answering each to each, Joined with the violin's celestial speech, Then did it seem that all the heavenly host Gave praise to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost: We saw the archangels through the ether winging; We heard their souls go forth in solemn singing; "Praise, praise to God," they sang, "through endless days; Praise to the Eternal One, and nought but praise;" And as they sang the spirits of the dying Were upward borne from lips that ceased their sighing; And dying was not death, but deeper living -- Living, and prayer, and praising and thanksgiving! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIRST BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 17. SIC TRANSIT by THOMAS CAMPION CINQUAIN: AMAZE by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY THE BIGLOW PAPERS: 3. WHAT MR. ROBINSON THINKS by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL LOVE AND TIME by WALTER RALEIGH CLIO, NINE ECLOGUES IN HONOUR OF NINE VIRTUES: TO THE READER by WILLIAM BASSE BEES IN CLOVER; A SONG by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |