OF all good gifts that the Lord lets fall, Is not silence the best of all? The deep, sweet hush when the song is closed, And every sound but a voiceless ghost; And every sigh, as we listening leant, A breathless quiet of vast content? The laughs we laughed have a purer ring With but their memory echoing; And the joys we voiced, and the words we said, Seem so dearer for being dead. So of all good gifts that the Lord lets fall, Is not silence the best of all? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE QUALITY OF COURAGE by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET QUESTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE MAN WITH THE HOE OUTWITTED by EDWIN MARKHAM CYMON AND IPHIGENIA by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO THE FLESH AND THE SPIRIT by ANNE BRADSTREET THE FOUNTAIN by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL DIRGE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH GOD'S HUMOR by GAMALIEL BRADFORD TAKE YOUR CHOICE: ACCORDING TO FRANKLIN P. ADAMS by BERTON BRALEY |