SONGS OF THE SOUL
AT THE FOUNTAIN OF SONG
Dig, dig, yet deeper dig
In the stony earth for fount of song
Dig, dig, yet deeper dig
In soil of muse’s heart along.
In the stony earth for fount of song
Dig, dig, yet deeper dig
In soil of muse’s heart along.
Some sparkle is seen,
Some bubble is heard:
’T is then unseen,—
The bubble is dead.
Some bubble is heard:
’T is then unseen,—
The bubble is dead.
The watery sheen
Again doth show;
Dig, dig, still deeper e’en
Till the bubble song again would grow.
Again doth show;
Dig, dig, still deeper e’en
Till the bubble song again would grow.
I hear the song,
I see its body bright,—
Yet cannot touch—I long
To seize it now and drink its liquid light.
I see its body bright,—
Yet cannot touch—I long
To seize it now and drink its liquid light.
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