Poems (Jordan)/Perhaps
PERHAPS
Perhaps in the far-future years,
When Time is very old and hoar,
Humanity's long-holden ears
Shall hear sounds never heard before;
Perhaps the sound of pealing bells
As it falls on the pliant air,
Is stored away in little cells,
For reproduction otherwhere.
When Time is very old and hoar,
Humanity's long-holden ears
Shall hear sounds never heard before;
Perhaps the sound of pealing bells
As it falls on the pliant air,
Is stored away in little cells,
For reproduction otherwhere.
Perhaps the songs of blithesome birds
Have been absorbed of nesty trees,
And burning logs shall yield the words
And meaning of their melodies;
All Earth, perhaps, doth God provide
As place His secrets to conceal,
'Till what the Past and Present hide,
He bids the Future to reveal.
Have been absorbed of nesty trees,
And burning logs shall yield the words
And meaning of their melodies;
All Earth, perhaps, doth God provide
As place His secrets to conceal,
'Till what the Past and Present hide,
He bids the Future to reveal.
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For Nature is a Phonograph,
Recording ev'ry earthly sound;
The falling tear; the tempest's laugh;
The crawl of insects on the ground!
Recording ev'ry earthly sound;
The falling tear; the tempest's laugh;
The crawl of insects on the ground!