I ONE in the musical throng Stood forth with his violin; And warm was his welcome, and long The later applause and the din. -- He had uttered, with masterful skill, A melody hailed of men; And his own blood leapt a-thrill, As they thundered again. II Another stood forth. -- And a rose Bloomed in her hair -- likewise One at her tremulous throat -- And a @3rapture@1 bloomed in her eyes. Tempests of cheers upon cheers, Praises to last a life long; Roses in showers of tears -- All for her song. III One sat apart and alone, Her lips clasped close and straight, Uttering never a tone That the World might hear, elate -- Uttering never a low Murmurous verse nor a part Of the veriest song -- But O The song in her heart! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLIND GOD by ISAAC ROSENBERG MARRIAGE A-LA-MODE: SONG by JOHN DRYDEN YOUTH AND CUPID by ELIZABETH I BREST LEFT BEHIND by JOHN CHIPMAN FARRAR THE HAUNTED PALACE by EDGAR ALLAN POE VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1882 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI HEATHER ALE: A GALLOWAY LEGEND by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |