Human Life.

The soul of music slumbers in the shell

Till waked and kindled by the master's spell;

And feeling hearts, touch them but rightly, pour

A thousand melodies unheard before!

Human Life.

Then never less alone than when alone.[455:3]

Human Life.

Those that he loved so long and sees no more,

Loved and still loves,—not dead, but gone before,[455:4]