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.

A thousand trills and quivering sounds
In airy circles o'er us fly,
Till, wafted by a gentle read more

A thousand trills and quivering sounds
In airy circles o'er us fly,
Till, wafted by a gentle breeze,
They faint and languish by degrees,
And at a distance die.

Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.

Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.

By magic numbers and persuasive sound.

By magic numbers and persuasive sound.

And filled the air with barbarous dissonance.

And filled the air with barbarous dissonance.

The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.

The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.

Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.

Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.

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.

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.