James Russell Lowell

Remembered Music

A FRAGMENT
 
Thick-rushing, like an ocean vast
 Of bisons the far prairie shaking,
The notes crowd heavily and fast
As surfs, one plunging while the last
 Draws seaward from its foamy breaking.
 
Or in low murmurs they began,
 Rising and rising momently,
As o’er a harp AEolian
A fitful breeze, until they ran
 Up to a sudden ecstasy.
 
And then, like minute-drops of rain
 Ringing in water silvery,
They lingering dropped and dropped again,
Till it was almost like a pain
 To listen when the next would be.
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