While I listen to thy voice, <br />Chloris, I feel my life decay; <br />That powerful noise <br />Calls my flitting soul away. <br />Oh! suppress that magic sound, <br />Which destroys without a wound. <br /> <br />Peace, Chloris, peace! or singing die, <br />That together you and I <br />To heaven may go; <br />For all we know <br />Of what the blessed do above <br />Is, that they sing and that they love.<br /><br />Edmund Waller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/while-i-listen-to-thy-voice/
