To Elsie Fogerty 34492Poemby Laurence Binyonfirst line (public domain): On living lips to mould and modulate The shapes of sound, that each may mirror true The mystery of the word and breathe it newInto the entranced ear, warm and intimate;1942-11-30Language: EnglishCategoriesPoetry » SonnetsWar and Peace » Conflicts » World War II Locations in Harold's LibraryThe Burning of the Leaves (booklet)page 15Array ( [_last_editor_used_jetpack] => Array ( [0] => classic-editor ) [_edit_lock] => Array ( [0] => 1618950548:1 ) [_edit_last] => Array ( [0] => 1 ) [inlibrary] => Array ( [0] => "34479"*p15 ) [firstline] => Array ( [0] => On living lips to mould and modulate / %The shapes of sound, that each may mirror true / %The mystery of the word and breathe it new / Into the entranced ear, warm and intimate;|p ) [site-sidebar-layout] => Array ( [0] => default ) [site-content-layout] => Array ( [0] => default ) [theme-transparent-header-meta] => Array ( [0] => default ) [stick-header-meta] => Array ( [0] => default ) ) Post navigation ← Previous PoemNext Poem → Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name* Email* Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.