And sound’s sweet power alleviates woe.
“Theresa! great in goodness as in power,
Whose fav’rite use of boundless sway,
Was benefits on all to shower,
And wipe the tear of wretchedness away;
“When first my hand and voice essay’d,
Sweet Pergolesi’s pious strains,
Her pitying goodness she displayed,
To cherish and reward my pains.
“But now, alas! this friend to woe,