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Richard Watson Gilder (Ричард Уотсон Гилдер)


The New Day. Part 4. 10. The Violin


Before the listening world behold him stand;
⁠     The warm air trembles with his passionate play;
     ⁠Their cheers shower round him like the ocean spray
     ⁠Round one who waits upon the stormy strand.
Their smiles, sighs, tears all are at his command;
⁠     And now they hear the trump of judgment-day,
⁠     And now one silver note to heaven doth stray
⁠     And fluttering fall upon the golden sand.
But like the murmur of the distant sea
⁠     Their loud applause, and far off, faint, and weak
⁠     Sounds his own music to him, wild and free—
Far from the soul of music that doth speak
⁠     In wordless wail and lyric ecstasy
     ⁠From that good viol prest against his cheek. 



Richard Watson Gilder's other poems:
  1. The New Day. Part 4. 3. Likeness in Unlikeness
  2. The New Day. Part 4. 7. Song (Years have flown since I knew thee first)
  3. The New Day. Part 4. 17. “He Knows Not the Path of Duty”
  4. The New Day. Part 3. 7. Body and Soul
  5. The New Day. Part 3. 9. Love's Jealousy


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