poet Alfred Noyes

Alfred Noyes

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The Symphony

Wonder in happy eyes
Fades, fades away:
And the angel-coloured skies
Whisper farewell.

Loveliness over the strings of the heart may stray
In fugitive melodies;
But Oh, the hand of the Master must not stay,
Even for a breath;

For to prolong one joy, or even to dwell
On one rich chord of pain,
Beyond the pulse of the song, would untune heaven
And drown the stars in death.

So youth with its love-note dies;
And beauty fades in the air,
To make the master-symphony immortal,
And find new life and deeper wonder there.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 6, 2010

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (7/18/2020 5:21:00 AM)

    Loveliness over the strings of the heart may stray
    In fugitive melodies;
    But Oh, the hand of the Master must not stay,
    Even for a breath;
    a very good poem. tony

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