Harken! - the clouds muster?in dark -
So painfully easing.
Hush! - hearest ye the yew doting;
Its years of yore in a mire,
Each like a corpse within its grave;
Wrought for us a yearn of lief;
\'Tis not a lore of bale nor loathe;
Harmony and ?hesia are its blisses;
Ne\'er ere hath it exist\'d so sonorously -
Jostl\'d away the pale drape
That us had been o\'erhung -
Tempt\'d thy shutters to open
And thus quench\'d the hearth;
Thou giv\'st to misery all thou hast: the cold -
With weal embrac\'d the sprouting landscape
Like a star of heaven in the broad daylight -
This joy conquereth until it again waneth,
Save the drooping winter of stalwart.


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    General CommentActually, I hardly can figure out what the subject of the last four verses is. :-s

    It sounds very Romantic, with all those references to nature and death and graves.

    (The actual lyrics is
    "The cloud musterèd in dark
    Harmony and aesthesia are its blisses")
    ale5875on October 08, 2010   Link
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    General CommentAnd the line "each like a corpse within its grave" is taken from the Ode to the West Wind by Shelley.
    ale5875on October 28, 2010   Link

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