In sweeter music, more ecstatic tone,
And dwells in woman’s gentle heart alone.
Then first its thrilling melody was heard,
Surpassing Eden’s most enchanting bird,
When loving Eve, with silent rapture smiled,
On smiles returned her by her infant child.
Since that sweet hour what myriad hearts have glowed
With like soft gladness, and what eyes have flowed
With sparkling tears, that were by joy distilled,
From minds maternal happiness hath filled.