Sudden a voice that came along,
As softly as a fairy’s song,
Or like the wind-harp’s faintest sigh,
That scarcely lives ere it doth die,
Folded the pinions of my thought,
And deep and mute attention brought—
’Twas the voice of the far off sky
Whisp’ring its scarce heard melody
To its kindred sea, whose list’ning waves
Scarce stirred within their azure caves.