The Violin.
Touch gently, friend, and slow, the violin, So sweet and low, That my dreaming senses may be beckoned so Into a rest as deep as the long past "years ago!" So softly, then, begin; And ever gently touch the violin, Until an impulse grows of a sudden, like wind On the brow of the earth, And the voice of your violin shows its wide-swung girth With a crash of the strings and a medley of rage and mirth; And my rested senses spring Like juice from a broken rind, And the joys that your melodies bring I know worth a life-time to win, As you waken to love and this hour your violin!
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"Touch gently, friend, and slow, the violin, So sweet and low,..."
This evocative piece by Rose Hawthorne Lathrop, titled "The Violin.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...