SEND forth the Voice; it never shall return, The sound of it like bells must travel far, And many a man song-hungry, soul a-yearn, Shall listen, and look up, and glimpse a star. Send forth the Voice, to heal the questing souls Long famished for celestial news; and, lo, Manna shall feed them, and great aureoles Brighten sad brows, and bless the lives brought low. Since all the ages wait such messages, Since every son of man is beauty-fain, And music God's eternal vassal is, Send forth the Voice; The world shall straight rejoice, Nor shall that golden Voice fall mute again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE KING OF SPAIN by MAXWELL BODENHEIM THE TWO WIVES by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS THE FIGHT OF THE ARMSTRONG PRIVATEER by JAMES JEFFREY ROCHE IF WE KNEW; OR, BLESSINGS OF TO-DAY by MAY LOUISE RILEY SMITH |