Awaken, Sound! and let your moorings sway In quick vibration; let the air-waves grow, While drifting into space, with ebb and flow. A gained momentum renders interplay With rhythmic motion. Rushing waves obey The cosmic laws, and only ears can know Of air concussions made, as fast and slow, All movements glide in grave and mad relay. Oh! Laws of Universe, which serve all men, Preserve accord in all the time to come; Retune the ears to meet the joys of sound; Again unfold the cosmic laws, and then, Let symphonies of ages sing and thrum, In holy unison that will astound. |