A Poem of Felicia Hemans in Remembrance, 1831/Music from Shore
MUSIC FROM SHORE.
By Mrs. Hemans.
A sound comes on the rising breeze,
A sweet and lovely sound!
Piercing the tumult of the seas,
That wildly dash around.
From land, from sunny land, it comes,
From hills with murmuring trees,
From paths by still and happy homes—
That sweet sound on the breeze!
Why should its faint and passing sigh
Thus bid my quick pulse leap?
—No part in Earth's glad melody
Is mine upon the deep.
Yet blessing, blessing, on the spot
Whence those rich breathings flow!
Kind hearts, although they know me not,
Like mine thus beat and glow.
And blessings, from the bark that roams
O'er solitary seas,
To those that far in happy homes
Give sweet sounds to the breeze!