I felt her hand as I sometimes feel
An angel’s hand in the dreamy breeze.
She seemed far off—so far away!
And yet, I knew and saw her near:
I touched her hand; I heard her voice,
And oh the music thrilled my ear.
When here alone within my room,
I feel most brave; but when before
The one I love, my heart grows faint,
I can but silently adore.