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Silent Noon
from "The House of Life"
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass—
The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:
Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms
'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.
All round our nest, far as the eye can pass,
Are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge
Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge.
'Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.
Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragonfly
Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky:
So this winged hour is dropt to us from above.
Oh! clasp we to our hearts for deathless dower,
This close-companioned inarticulate hour
When twofold silence was the song of love.
Music by Ralph Vaughan Williams
Sir Thomas Allen, baritone
Malcolm Martineau, piano
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