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Poem by Robert Seymour Bridges


To Joseph Joachim


Belov'd of all to whom that Muse is dear
Who hid her spirit of rapture from the Greek,
Whereby our art excelleth the antique,
Perfecting formal beauty to the ear;
Thou that hast been in England many a year
The interpreter who left us nought to seek,
Making Beethoven's inmost passion speak,
Bringing the soul of great Sebastian near.
Their music liveth ever, and 'tis just
That thou, good Joachim, so high thy skill,
Rank (as thou shalt upon the heavenly hill)
Laurel'd with them, for thy ennobling trust
Remember'd when thy loving hand is still
And every ear that heard thee stopt with dust. 



                      Robert Seymour Bridges


Robert Seymour Bridges's other poems:
  1. To Catullus
  2. Pater Filio
  3. Low Barometer
  4. Emily Bronte
  5. In Autumn Moonlight, When The White Air Wan


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