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Bliss Carman (1861-1929)

Earth Voices


I
              1I heard the spring wind whisper
              2Above the brushwood fire,
              3"The world is made forever
              4Of transport and desire.

              5"I am the breath of being,
              6The primal urge of things;
              7I am the whirl of star dust,
              8I am the lift of wings.

              9"I am the splendid impulse
            10That comes before the thought,
            11The joy and exaltation
            12Wherein the life is caught.

            13"Across the sleeping furrows
            14I call the buried seed,
            15And blade and bud and blossom
            16Awaken at my need.

            17"Within the dying ashes
            18I blow the sacred spark,
            19And make the hearts of lovers
            20To leap against the dark."

II
            21I heard the spring light whisper
            22Above the dancing stream,
            23"The world is made forever
            24In likeness of a dream.

            25"I am the law of planets,
            26I am the guide of man;
            27The evening and the morning
            28Are fashioned to my plan.

            29"I tint the dawn with crimson,
            30I tinge the sea with blue;
            31My track is in the desert,
            32My trail is in the dew.

            33"I paint the hills with color,
            34And in my magic dome
            35I light the star of evening
            36To steer the traveller home.

            37"Within the house of being,
            38I feed the lamp of truth
            39With tales of ancient wisdom
            40And prophecies of youth."

III
            41I heard the spring rain murmur
            42Above the roadside flower,
            43"The world is made forever
            44In melody and power.

            45"I keep the rhythmic measure
            46That marks the steps of time,
            47And all my toil is fashioned
            48To symmetry and rhyme.

            49"I plow the untilled upland,
            50I ripe the seeding grass,
            51And fill the leafy forest
            52With music as I pass.

            53"I hew the raw, rough granite
            54To loveliness of line,
            55And when my work is finished,
            56Behold, it is divine!

            57"I am the master-builder
            58In whom the ages trust.
            59I lift the lost perfection
            60To blossom from the dust."

IV
            61Then Earth to them made answer,
            62As with a slow refrain
            63Born of the blended voices
            64Of wind and sun and rain,

            65"This is the law of being
            66That links the threefold chain:
            67The life we give to beauty
            68Returns to us again."


Online text copyright © 2009, Ian Lancashire (the Department of English) and the University of Toronto.
Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services, University of Toronto Libraries.

Original text: Bliss Carman, April Airs: A Book of New England Lyrics (1916; Boston: Small, Maynard, 1920), pp. 4-7. PS 8455 A7A8 Robarts Library.
First publication date: 1916
RPO poem editor: Ian Lancashire
RP edition: RPO 1998.
Recent editing: 4:2002/1/26

Composition date: May 1913
Rhyme: abcb


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