I. DEATH, from thy rigor a voice appealed, And men still hear what the sweet cry saith, Crying aloud in thine ears fast sealed, Death. As a voice in a vision that vanisheth, Through the grave's gate barred and the portal steeled The sound of the wail of it travelleth. Wailing aloud from a heart unhealed, It woke response of melodious breath From lips now too by thy kiss congealed, Death. II. Ages ago, from the lips of a sad glad poet Whose soul was a wild dove lost in the whirling snow, The soft keen plaint of his pain took voice to show it Ages ago. So clear, so deep, the divine drear accents flow, No soul that listens may choose but thrill to know it, Pierced and wrung by the passionate music's throe. For us there murmurs a nearer voice below it, Known once of ears that never again shall know Nor mute as the mouth which felt death's wave o'erflow it Ages ago. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LANDSCAPES (FOR CLEMENT R. WOOD) by LOUIS UNTERMEYER DREAMS by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER SEA-BIRDS by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN AMERICA (1) by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT MONADNOC by RALPH WALDO EMERSON LOVE'S PHILOSOPHY by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY |