A voice that is theirs, yet is not theirs, a new voice
Never yet heard, yet older than all things;
Laughter of a child’s voice, sweeter than any sound
On the earth or in the air, voice of eternal joy,
Victorious over the bowed wisdom of mortals,
A well beyond the world, that springs and sings.
III. THE UNDISCOVERED WORLD
O in a living stream to bathe
That runs its course from spring to sea!