17. Naught as the music of praise and prayer
Is half so sweet.
Bowring.
18. Notes heard far off; so far, as but to seem
Like the faint exquisite music of a dream.
Moore.
19. A solemn dirge; now swelling high
In lofty strains, and now in cadence soft,
Seeming to die away upon the ear;
Then swelling loud again, reaching the skies,