@3I. Orientale, from a Tschaikowsky Suite@1 (@3Cassenoix@1). Nightfall. ... I hear the fainting echo of a muezzin's last call to evening prayer, And the soft thud-thud of a muffled drum by the temple. The copper sunset-sky is changing to dark, dark purple; Body and soul nod wearily, drowsily, And sink to rest. ... II. @3The end of Act III. of Boris Godunoff@1. The snow is falling falling falling ... On hearts filled With anguish. ... the snow is falling. The very soul of music sobs softly in anguish. ... III. @3The second movement of the Beethoven Seventh Symphony@1. Our ship, a-sail on a fair broad stream, is welcomed by a chorale of earth- angels. ... There is peace in the golden summer air, the peace of many trees in rich vesper- light. ... The choral-song they sing for us has the soft grandeur and beauty and peace of a poet's dream of Paradise... | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO W.E.B. DUBOIS - SCHOLAR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON FRAGMENT by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DISMAL MOMENT PASSING by CLARENCE MAJOR THE MAN WITH THE WOODEN LEG by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SWEET CLOVER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |