O SONG in the nightingale's throat, O music, Dropt as it fell by a falling star, -- All of the silence is filled with thy pain, Listening till it shall echo again. O song in the nightingale's throat, O music, Thou art the soul of the silence afar! O space of the moon in the starless heaven, Raining a whiteness on moorland and sea, -- Falling as lightly and purely as dew, All of the shadow thou filterest through; O space of the moon in the starless heaven, Surely the night is the shadow of thee! O silence of Death, O world of darkness, When over me the last shadow shall fall, Holdest thou safe in the night all around Any moon to arise, any music to sound? O silence of Death, O world of darkness, Say, shall we feel thee or know thee at all? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOOD AND BAD LUCK by HEINRICH HEINE A SWEET NOSEGAY: AUTHOR MAKETH HER WILL & TESTAMENT: A COMMUNICATION . by ISABELLA WHITNEY JAY A-PASS'D by WILLIAM BARNES AN EASTER OFFERING by NANCY A. BASTON TO CHILDREN: 6. BIRDS OF THE AIR by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THOUGHTS AT RAILWAY STATION by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY OBSERVATIONS IN THE ART OF ENGLISH POESY: 31 by THOMAS CAMPION |