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.

Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.

Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.

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.

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.

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.

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.

The sound must seem an echo to the sense.

The sound must seem an echo to the sense.