Responsive. Have you swayed with the swing of the surging seaAs it kissed the rocks at your feet;
And caught the songs of the long ago
In the voices from the deep;
While melodies of a slumbering past
O'er dreamy senses creep?
Have you silently stood under star-lit skies
In the shadows of forest trees,
And heard the note of the whip-poor-will
Borne on the murmuring breeze;
While rhythmic sounds from choirs unseen
Enraptured fancies please?
Have you learned the sweet lesson of loyal love
Which hallows the heart like a dream,
And feels the deep throb of an answering sense
When memory pictures gleam
Like sails on a stretch of shimmering sea,
Where silvery moonbeams stream?
If the sea, and the stars, and songs of the night
Waken melodies hid within;
Be the songs without words, chords without notes,
Yet with tears our eyes shall be dim;
'Tis the voiceless thrill of responsive hearts
To Nature's antiphonal hymn.