Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.

Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.

The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.

The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.

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.

Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.

Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.

And filled the air with barbarous dissonance.

And filled the air with barbarous dissonance.

I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart; but
the saying is true, read more

I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart; but
the saying is true, 'The empty vessel makes the greatest sound.'

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.

Their rising all at once was as the sound
Of thunder heard remote.

Their rising all at once was as the sound
Of thunder heard remote.