Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, UNHEARD MUSIC, by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE


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First Line: Men say that, far above our octaves, pierce
Last Line: When closely-twined arms relax again.
Subject(s): Music & Musicians


MEN say that, far above our octaves, pierce
Clear sounds that soar and clamour at heaven's high gate,
Heard only of bards in vision, and saints that wait
In instant prayer with godly-purged ears:
This is that fabled music of the spheres,
Undreamed of by the crowd that, early and late,
Lift up their voice in joy, grief, hope, or hate,
The diapason of their smiles and tears.
The heart's voice, too, may be so keen and high
That Love's own ears may watch for it in vain,
Nor part the harmonies of bliss and pain,
Nor hear the soul beneath a long kiss sigh,
Nor feel the caught breath's throbbing anthem die
When closely-twined arms relax again.





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