Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.

Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.

And filled the air with barbarous dissonance.

And filled the air with barbarous dissonance.

By magic numbers and persuasive sound.

By magic numbers and persuasive sound.

My eyes are dim with childish tears,
My heart is idly stirred,
For the same sound is read more

My eyes are dim with childish tears,
My heart is idly stirred,
For the same sound is in my ears
Which in those days I heard.

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.

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!

The sound must seem an echo to the sense.

The sound must seem an echo to the sense.

Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.

Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.

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.