Last night I roamed within the dream-confine
That, as a word of magic, strange, unsaid,
Is barrier to the thoughts of day. My tread
Was toward the morn, from whose unclouded shine
Came music, seen and heard in pageantry-
Loud as the ocean's thunder tempest-bred,
Yet fair and delicate as flowers that shed
Their scent on meadows coloured like the sea.
I heard and saw the music of all things -
Their sound-soul visible, that as a dawn,
For one age-moment bared the spirit's night.
Then, with prismatic notes, and voice of light,
And sounds and hues inseparable for wings,
The music-vision faded and was gone.
The Pageant Of Music
Clark Ashton Smith
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Poem topics: dream, light, magic, ocean, sea, voice, soul, moment, spirit, thunder, visible, shine, vision, strange, confine, sound, delicate, Valentine's Day, dawn, night, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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