FAINT murmurs from the pine-tops reach my ear, As if a harp-string -- touched in some far sphere -- Vibrating in the lucid atmosphere, Let the soft south wind waft its music here. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THOUGHTS ON THE COMMANDMENTS by GEORGE AUGUSTUS BAKER JR. ACCORDING TO THE MIGHTY WORKING by THOMAS HARDY GOD'S WORLD by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY COWLEY: THE GARDEN by ALEXANDER POPE THE ALLEY. AN IMITATION OF SPENSER by ALEXANDER POPE THE THORN by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |