Music, A Roundelay Poem by David Mitchell

Music, A Roundelay



O Music, sent down from celestial spheres,
Thou sound of heaven that soothest mortal ears,
To which a man might listen ev’ry day,
And, in so doing, waste his life away,
Fain would I hear thee!

O Music, thou that quellest human fears,
O thou, that bearest heaven to him that hears,
Thou sound divine, without which man is naught,
Expressive thou of ev’ry human thought,
Fain would I hear thee!

(Spring,2005. [Tuesday,19th, or Wednesday,20th, April,2005.])

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Mitchell 23 December 2005

This is in fact a kyrielle (or something like it) , not a roundelay, although no-one seems to have noticed.

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Ernestine Northover 06 November 2005

This is very hymnal David, and actually very wonderful, I like the old type writing. Very nice write. Sincerely Ernestine

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