IN thy cavern-hall, Echo! art thou sleeping? By the fountain's fall Dreamy silence keeping? Yet one soft note borne From the shepherd's horn, Wakes thee, Echo! into music leaping! Strange, sweet Echo! into music leaping. Then the woods rejoice, Then glad sounds are swelling From each sister-voice Round thy rocky dwelling; And their sweetness fills All the hollow hills, With a thousand notes, of @3one@1 life telling! -- Softly mingled notes, of one life telling. Echo! in my heart Thus deep thoughts are lying, Silent and apart, Buried, yet undying; Till some gentle tone Wakening haply @3one@1, Calls a thousand forth, like thee replying! -- Strange, sweet Echo! even like thee replying. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PROSPECTOR by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE AMBITION by MILDRED TELFORD BARNWELL ADON by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON BELSHAZZAR'S FEAST by PEDRO CALDERON DE LA BARCA THE UNBIDDEN GUEST by LUELLA J. CASE AN URBAN ECLOGUE by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS PROSPECT by THOMAS CURTIS CLARK A JOURNEY INTO THE PARK; TO SIR ASTON COCKAIN by CHARLES COTTON |