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VERSES ON TEXTS: CANT. 2, 14 by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL

First Line: HAST THOU NOT HEARD WITHIN SOME SACRED PILE
Last Line: IN CALMEST MELODY HIS SWEET WORDS ROLL.
Subject(s): GOD; MELODIES; MUSIC & MUSICIANS;
HAST thou not heard within some sacred pile,
When hushed the swelling choir, through vaulted aisle
A sweet low echo lingering of the song,
As would angelic harps the sound prolong?
So through the silent chambers of my soul,
In calmest melody @3His@1 sweet words roll.



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