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Walt Whitman - That Music Always Round Me
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THAT music always round me, unceasing, unbeginning—yet long untaught
         I did not hear;
But now the chorus I hear, and am elated;
A tenor, strong, ascending, with power and health, with glad notes of
         day-break I hear,
A soprano, at intervals, sailing buoyantly over the tops of immense
         waves,
A transparent bass, shuddering lusciously under and through the
         universe,
The triumphant tutti—the funeral wailings, with sweet flutes and
         violins—all these I fill myself with;
I hear not the volumes of sound merely—I am moved by the exquisite
         meanings,
I listen to the different voices winding in and out, striving,
         contending with fiery vehemence to excel each other in emotion;
I do not think the performers know themselves—but now I think I
         begin to know them.
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