Author Charles Lotin Hildreth The hearts that beat a hundred years ago Were players in a mighty symphony; Each heard its separate part, no more; while we, Who hear the solemn measures swell and flow, Combined in one majestic hymn, bestow Upon the whole the name of History. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments