You who love music and comprehend All the pomps and triumphs of sound, Deign you to follow me, critical friend, Into my span of enchanted ground? An infinite sky where the sun has set, A chamber of shadow and after-glow, Against the window @3en silhouette@1 A model for Fra Angelico, A slim girl-form, a delicate pose, A downcast head, a glory of hair,— Often I think that such were those Who climbed the visioned Ladder of Prayer, A soft cheek pressed to a violin, And two grave eyes that haply keep Watch for the soul of the music in The notes that follow the white arm's sweep, —Such is my vision! Oh, unto me The child and her tune are the hunger of heart, The vague sweet sorrow, the mystery, Which are the beginning and end of Art. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 1. VIETNAM by KAREN SWENSON CHRISMUS ON THE PLANTATION by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR RONDEAU by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT PICCIOLA by ROBERT HENRY NEWELL EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 24. COMPLIANCE IN LOVE by PHILIP AYRES THE INVISIBLE BRIDGE by FRANK GELETT BURGESS |