Page:Poems Bushnell.djvu/16

From Wikisource
Jump to navigation Jump to search
This page has been proofread, but needs to be validated.
World Music

Ah! a music more than these floweth on forever,
In and out, yet all beyond our tracing or endeavor,
  Far tho' clear, strange tho' near, sweet with a profounder sweetness,
  Mystical, rhythmical, weaving all into completeness,
    For its wide, harmonious measures
    Not one earthly note let fall;
    Sorrows, raptures, pains and pleasures,
    All in it, and it in all.
Of earth's music the ennobler, of its discord the refiner,
Pipe of Pan was once its naming, now it hath a name diviner.

2