The Dead Master
1872-1918
Amid earth's vagrant noises, he caught the note sublime:
To-day around him surges from the silences of Time
A flood of nobler music, like a river deep and broad,
Fit song for heroes gathered in the banquet-hall of God.
DayPoems Poem No. 1110
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1110.html">The Dead Master by John McCrae</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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