Take not your fingers from the ivory keys, But let them linger, straying here and there; Or let them sink melodiously where Lie fair, locked pearls in music's sobbing seas. We look and smile, artless of what doth please Us, for our lips are dumb, sealed with despair To say the happiness our mute hearts bear And cannot tell except in strains like these. Then go not. Hold that last note ere it flee. Weave thy sweet themes anew, until they wind A golden maze of dreams and harmony. One wayward note adventurous way may find Where timid love in silence sits enshrined, And break his lips to song in sympathy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 1. SUNRISE IN THE TROPICS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON OCTAVES: 21 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON TO THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES TRUE UNTIL DEATH by ROBERT BURNS THE MAHOGANY TREE by WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY A PETITION by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |