Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, HUSH!, by MARCUS S. C. RICKARDS


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First Line: To music we listen
Last Line: Sung there.
Subject(s): Dreams; Music & Musicians; Nature; Truth; Youth; Nightmares


TO music we listen
From one whom I never may meet
Again,
That makes all eyes glisten
And thrills every spirit: her sweet
Refrain,
Like the mingling of viol and harp and lute,
Is soon
As tender and sad as the plaintive night birds' that salute
The Moon.

The cause of her magic
Is private to each who can feel
Her spells;
Tones gay and tones tragic
Sound dirge-like, or else seem to peal
Joy bells:
To me warbles one who with Nature is quite
In tune,
Who wafts me the rapture of May, and the whispered delight
Of June.

Some sweet notes arrest me,
Like echoes from field, lane, and vale
Unspent,
Of song that once blest me
From thrush, merle, and rich nightingale
All blent:
I am steeped with the glory of old, mid the dreams
Of youth;
And catch thro' the story fair Nature then told me faint gleams
Of Truth.

Some soft strains that reach me
Betoken a spirit refined
And pure,
And linger to teach me
The graces and charms that my kind
Allure:
They gush from a heart that mid anguish and guile
And woe
Is faithful, and brave, and contented to languish awhile
Below.

Some rare tones bewitch me
All fresh from a soul that can soar
At will --
Return to enrich me
With calm from the passionless Shore --
And trill
To all who lend audience, some tale of that Clime
So fair,
In music that seems a sweet snatch of the ravishing
Chime
Sung there.





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