Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much as your own unguarded thoughts...
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I THIS day I heard such music that I thought: Hath human speech the power thus to be wrought, Into such melody, — pure, sensuous sound,— Into such mellow, murmuring mazes caught; Can words (I said), when these keen tones are bound (Silent, except in memory of this hour)— Can human words alone usurp the power Of trembling strings that thrill to the very soul, And of this ecstasy bring back the whole? II Ah no, ('t was answered in my inmost heart,) Unto itself sufficient is each art, And each doth utter what none other can — Some hidden mood of the large soul of man. Ah, think not thou with words well interweaved To wake the tones wherein the viol grieved With its most heavy burden; think not thou, Adventurous, to push thy shallop's prow Into that surge of well-remembered tones, Striving to match each wandering wind that moans, Each bell that tolls, and every bugle's blowing With some most fitting word, some verse bestowing A never-shifting form on that which passed Swift as a bird that glimmers down the blast. III So, still unworded, save in memory mute, Rest thou sweet hour of viol and of lute; Of thoughts that never, never can be spoken, Too frail for the rough usage of men's words — Thoughts that shall keep their silence all unbroken Till music once more stirs them; —then like birds That in the night-time slumber, they shall wake, While all the leaves of all the forest shake. Oh, hark, I hear it now, that tender strain Fulfilled with all of sorrow save its pain.