THE VOICE OF MUSIC.
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 Sweet voice of music! have own'd thy

 power In the wild breeze, and in the waters

 roar; And have ioved thee at the twilight hour, When distant yespers died along the

 shore. Off have l listened to the soothing stra in Till hope returned, and kfeseemed young

 again. And have loved thee in the festive bower, When the light steps scarce echoed to

 thy sound, When beauty smiled, and bright eyes felt

 their power - Der fettered hearts in willing bondage

 bound The dance is done-the music is forgot, And they who VOW to love, remember not. Great is thy power, oh music o'er the That sicisens with despair, or hopeless

 ness, And shrinks within itself. Thou can'st

 control The hreals nr heart, and make it's sud'-

 rings less: ,Tis thine ralse the mind 10 heaven in

 prayer. While man, enduring, nnrmnrs q Hone is

 there !''