John Bannister Tabb

(1845-1909 / the United States)

Choristers - Poem by John Bannister Tabb

O wind and waters, ye alone
Have chanted the primeval tone
Since Nature first began.
All other voices change, but ye
Abide, the soul of harmony
Interpreting the man.


He listens, and his heart is fain
To fashion an immortal strain;
Yet his sublimest lay
Is but the music of a tongue
Attuned to silence, and among
The echoes dies away.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 1, 2010



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