Suitable Music
A . Thou lov'dst this light and dancing music once?
B . That was when earth was quiet; now 'tis mad.
Light music fits light times:—But, when wild Ocean
Goes bellowing to the moon, or flings her hair,
All white with wrath, upon the moaning sands,—
When winds come muttering, and the thickening Night
Grows solemn with alarm, as from its den
Some Earthquake, dragon-eyed, lifting its head,
Looks reddening on us from the inner world,—
Then love I mighty music!
B . That was when earth was quiet; now 'tis mad.
Light music fits light times:—But, when wild Ocean
Goes bellowing to the moon, or flings her hair,
All white with wrath, upon the moaning sands,—
When winds come muttering, and the thickening Night
Grows solemn with alarm, as from its den
Some Earthquake, dragon-eyed, lifting its head,
Looks reddening on us from the inner world,—
Then love I mighty music!
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