WHAT was't awaken'd first the untried ear Of that sole man who was all human kind? Was it the gladsome welcome of the wind, Stirring the leaves that never yet were sere? The four mellifluous streams which flow'd so near, Their lulling murmurs all in one combin'd? The note of bird unnam'd? The startled hind Bursting the brake -- in wonder, not in fear, Of her new lord? Or did the holy ground Send forth mysterious melody to greet The gracious pressure of immaculate feet? Did viewless seraphs rustle all around, Making sweet music out of air as sweet, Or his own voice awake him with its sound? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN A SWEDISH GRAVEYARD by EMMA LAZARUS EUROPE A PROPHECY by WILLIAM BLAKE IRELAND; A SEASIDE PORTRAIT by JOHN JAMES PIATT A LETTER TO LADY [MISS] MARGARET-CAVANDISH-HOLLES-HARLEY, WHEN A CHILD by MATTHEW PRIOR |