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180 FABER'S HYMNS. |
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MUSIC.
That music breathes all through my spirit, As the breezes blow through a tree ;
And my soul gives light as it quivers, Like moons on a tremulous sea.
New passions are wakened within me, New passions that have not a name;
Dim truths that I knew but as phantoms Stand up clear and bright in the flame.
And my soul is possessed with yearnings Which make my life broaden and swell;
And I hear strange things that are soundless, And I see the invisible.
Oh silence that clarion in mercy, —-
For it carries my soul away ; And it whirls my thoughts out beyond me,
Like the leaves on an autumn day.
Oh exquisite tyranny ! silence,
My soul slips from under my hand,
And as if by instinct is fleeing To a dread unvisited land. |
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