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.

Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.

Hark! from the tombs a doleful 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.

By magic numbers and persuasive sound.

By magic numbers and persuasive sound.

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.'

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.

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.

The sound must seem an echo to the sense.

The sound must seem an echo to the sense.