HOME MUSIC. 1. Let Music lull thee, spirit mine, And songs and harmonies divine, When thou art sore distrest! The viol and the tabret bring, With lute and lyre of magic string That charm the soul to rest, And harps whose holy carolling Becalms the breast. 2. And let some angel shape be near, With dewy lip, and voice as dear, All loveliness and soul, To wake the chords, and shed along The joy of bosom-heaving song, And music’s rippling roll; While warbling their enchantment strong, Soft flutes condole. 3. Let music lull thee, spirit mine, Sweet music, and the dear eyes shine, Of gentle ones we love! From Eden, when poor Eve was driven, Sweet music by our God was given With her the world to rove, And lure her children back to Heaven, Her home above! |