An die Musik
Most cherished of Arts


Most cherished art, how many were the dismal hours
When, tangled in life’s hectic round,
You, in my heart lit love’s warm powers,
Moved me to where a better world was found.

Often a sigh from your harp – sublime:
A sweet and holy chord – revealed
The heavenly prospect of some better time.
For that, to you my thanks, indeed.