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I hear a sound so fine there's nothing lives
'Twixt it and silence.
I hear a sound so fine there's nothing lives
'Twixt it and silence.
Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.
Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.
Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.
Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.
What's the business,
That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
The sleepers of the house? Speak, read more
What's the business,
That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
The sleepers of the house? Speak, speak!
A noise like of a hidden brook
In the leafy month of June,
That to the sleeping read more
A noise like of a hidden brook
In the leafy month of June,
That to the sleeping woods all night
Singeth a quiet tune.
The sound must seem an echo to the sense.
The sound must seem an echo to the sense.
The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.
The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.
Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds,
At which the universal host up sent
A shout that tore hell's read more
Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds,
At which the universal host up sent
A shout that tore hell's concave, and beyond
Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night.
And filled the air with barbarous dissonance.
And filled the air with barbarous dissonance.
