IT is the solemn even-time, And the holy organ's pealing: And the vesper chime, oh! the vesper chime! O'er the clear blue wave is stealing. It is the solemn mingled swell Of the monks in chorus singing: And the vesper bell, oh! the vesper bell! To the gale is its soft note flinging. 'T is the sound of the voices sweeping along, Like the wind thro' a grove of larches: And the vesper song, oh! the vesper song! Echoes sad thro' the cloister'd arches. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE AEOLIAN HARP by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE OVERTONES by WILLIAM ALEXANDER PERCY GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE PREFACE by EDWARD TAYLOR AGAMEMNON: CHORUS by AESCHYLUS RACHEL by WILLIAM H. ARMSTRONG III MY LETTERS by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |