Murmurs in the gloom

Lyrics
I wayfared at the nadir of the sun Where populations meet, though seen of none;   And millions seemed to sigh around   As though their haunts were nigh around,   And unknown throngs to cry around     Of things late done. "O Seers, who well might high ensample show" (Came throbbing past in plainsong small and slow),   "Leaders who lead us aimlessly,   Teachers who train us shamelessly,   Why let ye smoulder flamelessly     The truths ye trow? "Ye scribes, that urge the old medicament, Whose fusty vials have long dried impotent,   Why prop ye meretricious things,   Denounce the sane as vicious things,   And call outworn factitious things     Expedient? "O Dynasties that sway and shake us so, Why rank your magnanimities so low     That grace can smooth no waters yet, But breathing threats and slaughters yet   Ye grieve Earth's sons and daughters yet     As long ago? "Live there no heedful ones of searching sight, Whose accents might be oracles that smite   To hinder those who frowardly   Conduct us, and untowardly;   To lead the nations vawardly     From gloom to light?"
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Credits
- Writers
- Thomas Hardy