Show r J CHOPINS TWELFTH NOCTURNE Ljyond the realm of being and of pain Upward and onward flits my charmed soul Captive to the ineffable control Df musics wonder worker Every strain Of this heaven nurtured harmony Is rain To the parched glebe of memory a scroll Whereon are graven cabalas that roll Floods of bewildering trapspprt on the brain In joys whirlpool I revel as I soar And from the ether heights whereto I climb List the sound waves sweep back from Lethos shore In lessening cadence toward the stand of Time Deeply in the Circean founts I dip And with the wild winds mix in fellowship A season and throughout my spirit runs A pans of awesome desolateness lent The somberness of some dead firmament Of cinerated worlds and buried suns And then the presence of long vanished ones Soul fellows ore youths heritage was spent Glides palpably anear I am contently content-ly grasp Infinitude no longer shuns I A moment and a mighty sorrow born Of exaltations excess casts a pall tears start as drops of Natures grief at morn Adown chameleon shafts of sunlight fall ly being quivers neath the sweet duress Ot pain more Joyous than earths joyousness John Talman in McClures Magazine |