The Chord
by John Banister Tabb
In this narrow cloister bound
Dwells a Sisterhood of Sound,
Far from alien voices rude
As in secret solitude
Unisons, that yearned apart,
Here, in harmony of heart,
Blend divided sympathies,
And in choral strength arise,
Like the cloven tongues of fire,
One in heavenly desire.
Source:
PoemsCopyright 1894
John Lane, LondonCopeland and Day, Boston