Thomas Moore

(28 May 1779 – 25 February 1852 / Dublin)

Hark! The Vesper Hymn Is Stealing - Poem by Thomas Moore

HARK! the vesper hymn is stealing
O'er the waters soft and clear;
Nearer yet and nearer pealing,
And now bursts upon the ear:
Jubilate, Amen.
Farther now, now farther stealing,
Soft it fades upon the ear:
Jubilate, Amen.

Now, like moonlight waves retreating
To the shore, it dies along;
Now, like angry surges meeting,
Breaks the mingled tide of song:
Jubilate, Amen.
Hush! again, like waves, retreating
To the shore, it dies along:
Jubilate, Amen.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010



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