The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.

The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.

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.

The sound must seem an echo to the sense.

The sound must seem an echo to the sense.

And filled the air with barbarous dissonance.

And filled the air with barbarous dissonance.

To all proportioned terms he must dispense
And make the sound a picture of the sense.

To all proportioned terms he must dispense
And make the sound a picture of the sense.

By magic numbers and persuasive sound.

By magic numbers and persuasive sound.

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.

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.