To Music: A Song
Music, thou queen of heaven, care-charming spell,That strik'st a stillness into hell;Thou that tam'st tigers, and fierce storms, that rise,With thy soul-melting lullabies;Fall down, down, down, from those thy chiming spheresTo charm our souls, as thou enchant'st our ears.
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