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Show THE LISTENER. As whn the akylf.rk mounts on niirh. And HooJs ihe r.lr with burst of nong. So. to bttriiiouioa- ecstasy S'wt niu-ic t.-t;ps thy soiiJ along, A-thrill. with ttMrful. love 111 eyes: Hwtrt tlioiiEiits breathe forth a mM of plena, And llfo rou a ip-auil. supreme, sublime, Wlii'ii sound wavMi swell liio stream of Lima, Ob! happy soul! whoso chief delight Is born when music fills the air. And turns to day the darkest night, With sweet surcease of toll and car. The melodies of rippling rills, Tb r sours of birds on sky kissed hills. And every harmony that swells. To thee a tale of gladness tells. J Mines Clarence Harvey In Home Journal. |