Poems (Radford)/The Clavichord

by Dollie Radford

The Clavichord

The night is full of fantasies,
  And, while you play,
A light wind blows among the trees
  Far, far away.

And far away the daffodils
  Begin to stir,
While all the sunny woodland fills
  With gossamer.

And now a starry bugle calls,
  And lo, in rings
And crystal drops, the music falls
  From angels' wings.

There are sweet whisperings in the air,
  And softly told
Are fair forgotten things, that were
  So dear of old.

And now the tale is newly said,
  Of sad and sweet,
And now the unseen choir have fled
  With twinkling feet.

Their floating raiment touches me
  As they depart,
And new songs strive for melody
  Within my heart.