The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.

The murmur that springs
From the growing of grass.

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.

Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.

Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.

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.

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.'

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.

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.