Songs of the Soul/Part 2/At the Fountain of Song

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AT THE FOUNTAIN OF SONG

Dig, dig, yet deeper dig
In the stony earth for fount of song
Dig, dig, yet deeper dig
In soil of muse’s heart along.

Some sparkle is seen,
Some bubble is heard:
’T is then unseen,—
The bubble is dead.

The watery sheen
Again doth show;
Dig, dig, still deeper e’en
Till the bubble song again would grow.

I hear the song,
I see its body bright,—
Yet cannot touch—I long
To seize it now and drink its liquid light.
Bleed, O my Soul, do amply bleed
To dig yet deeper, —dig!

I touch the holy fount,— rejoice;
I drink its bubble voice
My throat’s ablaze,—
I want to drink and drink always;
The sphere’s aflame
With my thirst as I came:
So dig, dig, yet deeper dig
Though it seems thou canst not dig!

I thought with heart aglow
All, all, I had drunk this day,
And idly looked for more, deep, deep,
below,—
But lo! undrunk, untouched,
There the fountain lay.