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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
INTERLUDE (ALLEGRO), by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE First Line: Now swells a martial symphony Last Line: Whoever knew its talisman! Subject(s): Music & Musicians | |||
Now swells a martial symphony, Wherein the speechless ecstasy Of genius wrought to whitest heat Finds its expression so complete That blended wood and brass and strings And the great organ's cadencings Lift men and bear them far away, As in the old, miraculous day King Solomon's magic carpet bore From town to town, from shore to shore, From Palestine to Turkestan, From Ispahan to Candahar, Nay, even to the evening star, Whoever knew its talisman! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINER NOTES TO AN IMAGINARY PLAYLIST by TERRANCE HAYES VARIATIONS: 13 by CONRAD AIKEN BELIEVE, BELIEVE by BOB KAUFMAN ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT by BOB KAUFMAN MUSIC by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES THE POWER OF MUSIC by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES A RUSSIAN FANTASY by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE APOSTROPHE TO JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH (PRESTISSIMO) by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE |
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