Oh listen, listen; for the Earth Hath silent melody; Green grasses are her lively chords, And blossoms; and each tree, Chestnut and oak and sycamore, Makes solemn harmony. Oh listen, listen; for the Sea Is calling unto us; Her notes are the broad liquid waves Mighty and glorious. Lo, the first man and the last man Hath heard, shall hearken thus. The Sun on which men cannot look Its splendour is so strong; Which wakeneth life and giveth life Rolling in light along, From day-dawn to dim eventide Sings the eternal song. And the Moon taketh up the hymn, And the Stars answer all; And all the Clouds and all the Winds And all the Dews that fall And Frost and fertilizing Rain Are mutely musical. Fishes and Beasts and feathered Fowl Swell the eternal chant, That riseth through the lower air, Over the rainbow slant, Up through the unseen palace-gates, Fearlessly jubilant. Before the everlasting Throne It is acceptable; It hath no pause or faltering; The Angels know it well; Yea, in the highest heaven of heavens Its sound is audible. Yet than the voice of the whole World There is a sweeter voice, That maketh all the Cherubim And Seraphim rejoice; That all the blessed Spirits hail With undivided choice; That crieth at the golden door And gaineth entrance in; That the palm-branch and radiant crown And glorious throne may win; -- The lowly prayer of a poor man Who turneth from his sin. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO W.P.: 2 by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE DESOLATE FIELD by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE LITTLE BOY FOUND, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE HOME-THOUGHTS, FROM ABROAD by ROBERT BROWNING NEGRO by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES SONNET: ADDRESSED TO HAYDON (1) by JOHN KEATS PALINODE; AUTUMN by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL METAMORPHOSES: BOOK 8. BAUCIS AND PHILEMON by PUBLIUS OVIDIUS NASO |