midnight melodies

hark i hear the music come
sweet attendant of the dark
not bitterness nor yet regret
but bathos pathos listen hark

a certain call to greatness
it chimes upon the midnight air
my poems that i never wrote
arise and bid me hear them there

sweetest softness of the dark
haunted melodies of night
that clamour in their silences
now up now weep now write

a certain call to greatness
it chimes upon the midnight air
how dared i hope for triumph
till first i knew despair