And spoke in that loud voice which seem'd to him
Who dwelt in Patmos for his Saviour's sake,
'The sound of many waters,' and had bade
Thy flood to chronicle the ages back,
And notch his cen'tries in the eternal rocks.
"Deep calleth unto deep. And what are we
That hear the question of that voice sublime?
Oh! what are all the notes that ever rung
From War's vain trumpet by thy thundering side!
Yea, what is all the riot man can make