Gordon Bottomley - "The Chamber Concert" of Giorgione lyrics

In this suave pause of music the rich air Throbs with a breathless deep expectancy Of mingling momently with melody, Dark wine in water reeling rosy-rare. Beneath the hands of the enraptured player The cadence of rithmic silence pulses by, Till viol and voice, light birds soft-poised to fly, Tremble to life, like wind-touched sunlit hair. As a cool charm of tinkling water calls From some old shady garden in hot noons, The clavichord's slow-plashing intervals Through the hushed chamber drop their moon-clear tones; Their calm of music down the long years falls, The golden voice of silence in crystal swoons.