In the still airD. DorwardIn the still air the music lies unheard;In the rough, marble beauty lies unseen;To wake the music and the beauty needsThe master's touch, the sculptor's chisel keen.
← LibraryD. Dorward · songIn the still airSong 6 of 7lyrics: Horatius BonarAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongIn the still airlyrics: Horatius BonarInˈɪntheðəstillstˈɪlairˈeətheðəmusicmjˈuːzɪklieslˈaɪzunheardʌnhˈɜːd;Inˈɪntheðəroughɹˈʌf,marblemˈɑːbəlbeautybjˈuːtilieslˈaɪzunseenʌnsˈiːn;TotˈuːwakewˈeɪktheðəmusicmjˈuːzɪkandˈændtheðəbeautybjˈuːtineedsnˈiːdzTheðəmastermˈɑːstɐ'stouchtˈʌtʃ,theðəsculptorskˈʌlptɐ'schiseltʃˈɪzəlkeenkˈiːn.