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The Triumph of Music, and Other Lyrics
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Who to such starved endeavor
And wasted love, that never
Seems recompensed, forever
Gives in His way reward.
BEYOND
Hangs stormed with stars the night,
Deep over deep,
A majesty, a might,
To feel and keep.
2
Ah! what is such and such,
Love, canst thou tell?
That shrinks – though 'tis not much —
To weep farewell.
3
That hates the dawn and lark;
Would have the wail, —
Sobbed through the ceaseless dark, —
O' the nightingale.
4
Yes, earth, thy life were worth
Not much to me,
Were there not after earth
Eternity.
5>
God gave thee life to keep —
And what hath life? —
Love, faith, and care, and sleep
Where dreams are rife.
6
Death's sleep, whose shadows start
The tears in eyes
Of love, that fill the heart
That breaks and dies.
7
And faith is never given
Without some care,
That leadeth us to heaven
By ways of prayer.
8
The nightingale and dark
Are thine then here;
Beyond, the light and lark
Eternal there.
SHADOWS
1
Ha! help! – 'twas palpable!
A ghost that thronged
Up from the mind or hell
Of one I wronged!
2
'Tis past and – silence! – naught! —
A vision born
Of the scared mind o'erwrought
With dreams forlorn:
3
The bastard brood of Death
And Sleep that wakes
Grim fancies with its breath,
And reason shakes.
4
Would that the grave could rot
Like flesh the soul,
Gnaw through with worms and not
Leave it thus whole,
5
More than it was in earth
Beyond the grave,
Much more in death than birth
To conscience slave!
CHECK AND COUNTER-CHECK
And wasted love, that never
Seems recompensed, forever
Gives in His way reward.
BEYOND
Hangs stormed with stars the night,
Deep over deep,
A majesty, a might,
To feel and keep.
2
Ah! what is such and such,
Love, canst thou tell?
That shrinks – though 'tis not much —
To weep farewell.
3
That hates the dawn and lark;
Would have the wail, —
Sobbed through the ceaseless dark, —
O' the nightingale.
4
Yes, earth, thy life were worth
Not much to me,
Were there not after earth
Eternity.
5>
God gave thee life to keep —
And what hath life? —
Love, faith, and care, and sleep
Where dreams are rife.
6
Death's sleep, whose shadows start
The tears in eyes
Of love, that fill the heart
That breaks and dies.
7
And faith is never given
Without some care,
That leadeth us to heaven
By ways of prayer.
8
The nightingale and dark
Are thine then here;
Beyond, the light and lark
Eternal there.
SHADOWS
1
Ha! help! – 'twas palpable!
A ghost that thronged
Up from the mind or hell
Of one I wronged!
2
'Tis past and – silence! – naught! —
A vision born
Of the scared mind o'erwrought
With dreams forlorn:
3
The bastard brood of Death
And Sleep that wakes
Grim fancies with its breath,
And reason shakes.
4
Would that the grave could rot
Like flesh the soul,
Gnaw through with worms and not
Leave it thus whole,
5
More than it was in earth
Beyond the grave,
Much more in death than birth
To conscience slave!
CHECK AND COUNTER-CHECK
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