text: O sweet everlasting Voices, be still;
  Go to the guards of the heavenly fold
  And bid them wander obeying your will,
  Flame under flame, till Time be no more;
  Have you not heard that our hearts are old,
  That you call in birds, in wind on the hill,
  In shaken boughs, in tide on the shore?
  O sweet everlasting Voices, be still.