2 July 1838 – 8 July 1838

The loudest sound that burdens here the breeze Is the wood's whisper; 'tis, when we choose to list, Audible sound, and when we list not, It is calm profound. Tongues were provided But to vex the ear with superficial thoughts. When deeper thoughts upswell, the jarring discord Of harsh speech is hushed, and senses seem As little as may be to share the ecstasy.