314. Silence by Thomas Hood

Published: Aug. 12, 2008, 11:04 a.m.

b"T Hood read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nSilence\\nby Thomas Hood (1798 \\u2013 1845)\\n\\nThere is a silence where hath been no sound,\\nThere is a silence where no sound may be,\\n In the cold grave\\u2014under the deep, deep sea,\\nOr in wide desert where no life is found,\\nWhich hath been mute, and still must sleep profound;\\n No voice is hush'd\\u2014no life treads silently,\\n But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free,\\nThat never spoke, over the idle ground:\\nBut in green ruins, in the desolate walls\\n Of antique palaces, where Man hath been,\\nThough the dun fox or wild hyaena calls,\\n And owls, that flit continually between,\\nShriek to the echo, and the low winds moan\\u2014\\nThere the true Silence is, self-conscious and alone.\\n\\n\\nFirst aired: 8 August 2008\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"