Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MUSIC, by CLARA BOYNTON HADLEY First Line: Is it not a means by which we connect Last Line: While we bow in grateful praise. Subject(s): Magic; Music & Musicians; Praise | ||||||||
Is it not a means by which we connect With realms above, and sense a glory Of a world beyond our ken? Are we not raised by its majestic rhythm To heights before unknown? Do we not, through its magic spell, Glimpse the true and the eternal, Not before perceived? Oh, magic strains remake us, While we bow in grateful praise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRAISE PREMATURE by SAMUEL BISHOP ON GIFTS FOR GRACE by BERNADETTE MAYER AFTERTHOUGHTS OF DONNA ELVIRA by CAROLYN KIZER OUR DEATHLESS DEAD by EDWIN MARKHAM SIR JOHN CHIVERTON: DEDICATORY STANZAS. by WILLIAM HARRISON AINSWORTH A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 12. A RENUNCIATION by THOMAS CAMPION TO MY HONORED FRIEND SIR ROBERT HOWARD by JOHN DRYDEN PRAISE OF LITTLE WOMEN by JUAN RUIZ TO BEETHOVEN by CLARA BOYNTON HADLEY ON A FLOWER FROM THE FIELD OF GRUTLI by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS |
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