Harps We Love
The harp we love hath a royal burst!Its strings are mighty forest trees;And branches, swaying to and fro,Are fingers sounding symphonies.
The harp we love hath a solemn sound!And rocks amongst the shallow seasAre strings from which the rolling wavesDraw forth their stirring harmonies.
The harp we love hath a low sweet voice!Its strings are in the bosom deep,And Love will press those hidden chordsWhen all the baser passions sleep.