Echoes
Thomas Moore · 1807
Public domain
From The Golden Treasury, selected by Francis Turner Palgrave. Thomas Moore. The text is free of copyright in the United States. This copy is the poem, without the Project Gutenberg header.
How sweet the answer Echo makes
To Music at night
When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes,
And far away o'er lawns and lakes
Goes answering light!
Yet Love hath echoes truer far
And far more sweet
Than e'er, beneath the moonlight's star,
Of horn or lute or soft guitar
The songs repeat.
'Tis when the sigh,--in youth sincere
And only then,
The sigh that's breathed for one to hear--
Is by that one, that only Dear
Breathed back again.