Poem by Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Music

SOUNDING brass and tinkling cymbal,
   He that made me sealed my ears,
And the pomp of gorgeous noises,
   Waves of triumph, waves of tears,

Thundered empty round and past me,
   Shattered, lost for ever more,
Ancient gold of pride and passion,
   Wrecked like treasure on a shore.

But I saw her cheek and forehead
   Change, as at a spoken word,
And I saw her head uplifted
   Like a lily to the Lord.

Nought is lost, but all transmuted,
   Ears are sealed, yet eyes have seen;
Saw her smiles (O soul be worthy!),
   Saw ber tears (O heart be clean!). 

1. The House of Christmas
2. The Mortal Answers
3. The Strange Music
4. Bay Combe
5. A Marriage Song

Alice Corbin Henderson Music ("The old songs Die")

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