I Heard You Solemn-Sweet Pipes of the Organ.

I HEARD YOU SOLEMN-SWEET PIPES OF THE ORGAN.

I HEARD you solemn-sweet pipes of the organ as last Sunday morn
I pass'd the church, Winds of autumn, as I walk'd the woods at dusk I heard your
long-stretch'd sighs up above so mournful, I heard the perfect Italian tenor singing at the opera, I heard the
soprano in the midst of the quartet singing; Heart of my love! you too I heard murmuring low through one
of the wrists around my head, Heard the pulse of you when all was still ringing little bells last
night under my ear.

Part of the cluster CHILDREN OF ADAM.