THE OLD PSALM TUNE.
YOU asked, dear friend, the other day,
Why still my charméd ear
Rejoiceth in uncultured tone
That old psalm tune to hear?
I've heard full oft, in foreign lands,
The grand orchestral strain,
Where music's ancient master's live,
Revealed on earth again,—
Where breathing, solemn instruments,
In swaying clouds of sound,
Bore up the yearning, trancéd soul,
Like silver wings around;—
