O SWEET everlasting Voices, be still; <br />Go to the guards of the heavenly fold <br />And bid them wander obeying your will, <br />Flame under flame, till Time be no more; <br />Have you not heard that our hearts are old, <br />That you call in birds, in wind on the hill, <br />In shaken boughs, in tide on the shore? <br />O sweet everlasting Voices, be still.<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-everlasting-voices/
