And if the song should die ... what then ... O man Of little faith! Whose lips would shape the tune Of milky ways or sound the flute of Pan, If once the pendulum should pause too soon? Whose heart would swing across the empty space To bridge that silent time, if when the song Should die there was no other one to place A lyric melody where shadows throng? O nightingale, and all lone throats that sing, O blue bird, meadow lark and woodland thrush, To you the weight of leaden thought must cling And tick away the hours of midnight hush. But if the song should die ... who would recall The lilt of spring when leaves of autumn fall? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LADY POVERTY by ALICE MEYNELL ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 90 by PHILIP SIDNEY NO SONGS IN WINTER by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE DIFFERENCE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE GULF by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE SONNET ON MOOR PARK - WRITTEN AT LEE PRIORY, AUGUST 10, 1826 by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES |