Hark! like a golden thread of sound aerial A plaintive cadence from the organ steals: It trembles, rises, floats away ethereal! The soul in silent prayer devoutly kneels. Then comes a change: a crash of chords rolls thundering And shakes the windows in their leaded panes; It thrills the throng who listen breathless-wondering, To hear the splendor of the sequent strains. From out the chaos of the weird prophetical Emerges like the crystal light of life A fervid theme, spontaneous, poetical, That sings of strenuous victory won from strife. With deeper tones the same great theme euphonious Ensues enmesht in woof of woven sounds, Thus grows the fugue: a splendid web harmonious With a whole world of beauty in its bounds. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TEN YEARS OLD by LOUIS UNTERMEYER OLNEY HYMNS: 1. WALKING WITH GOD by WILLIAM COWPER THE DAFT DAYS by ROBERT FERGUSSON THE WHITE CITY by CLAUDE MCKAY THE GREEK AT CONSTANTINOPLE by RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES SONNET: 29 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE TO EDWARD FITZGERALD by ALFRED TENNYSON |