...in death ; So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath ! III. Music!—oh! how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell!...ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Oh ' 'tis only Music's strum Can sweetly soothe, and not betray!...

...flowers have sunk in death ; So , when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives ¡u Music's breath ! Music! — oh! how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should Keeling ever speak , When thou canst breathe her soul so well? Friendship's balmy words may feign,...

...productions of others, who have devoted themselves to the practice of these arts. And do we not fmd persons of this description, with some most melancholy...been so much neglected, that he perceives not the significant^ of sounds, that are not articulated. How little too can such a one enter into the spirit...

...that will awaken thought, much less enkindle the spirit of devout adoration, and fill the soul with love of Him, ' whose universal love smiles every where.'...spell ! Why should feeling ever speak, When thou canst brealhe her soul BO well !' This explanation must be wholly intelligible to one, whose ear has been...

...the sympathies of gentle life. As a bard of social feelings has said — Music ! oh, bow faint, bow weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should...ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Loves are e'en more false than they; Oh 'tis only music's strain...

...flowers have sunk in death ; So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath ! Music !— oh ! how faint, how weak, Language fades...ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are even more false than they ; Oh ! 't is only Music's...

...flowers have sunk in death : So when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in music's breath ! Music ! oh ! how faint, how weak, Language fades before...ever speak, When thou can'st breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are e'en more false than they ; OJi ! 'tis only music's...

...long have slept ; Bindling former smiles again, In faded eyes that long have wept Moore. Music! ob how faint. how weak, Language fades before thy spell,...ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well. Friendship's halmy words may feign, Love's are e'en more false than they, Oh ! 'tis only music's strain...

...and spiritualize the human heart. Then should we be tempted to use the poet's words, — 'Music ! O how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell...ever speak When thou can'st breathe her soul so well ? ' And, doubtless, all of us have been where we have known the sway of music to be irresistible, and,...

...sorely tempted. CHAPTER XI. And, oh ! that pang, where more than madness lies ! Byron. Music ! oh, bow faint how weak Language fades before thy spell ' Why should feeling ever speak When thou canst paint her thoughts so well ? Moore. OF course, the news of Helen's illness was soon spread abroad,...