STRANGE is the sound when first the notes begin Where human voices blend with Vulcan's din; The click, the clank, the clangor, and the sound Of rattling rollers in their rapid round; The whizzing belt, the sharp metallic jar, Like clashing spears in fierce chivalric war; The whispering birth of myriad flying leaves, Gathered, anon, in countless motley sheaves, Then scattered far, as on the winged wind, The mortal nurture of th' immortal mind! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET TO HOPE by HELEN MARIA WILLIAMS AT ELLIS ISLAND by MARGARET LIVINGSTON CHANLER ALDRICH FATHER GOOSE by LYMAN FRANK BAUM EPITAPH by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES PSALM 14. DIXIT INSIPIENS by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |