Classic Poem

Joy to unknown Josepha who, I hear,
Of all good gifts, to Music most is given;
Science divine, which through the enraptured ear
Enchants the Soul, and lifts it nearer Heaven.
Parental smiles approvingly attend
Her pliant conduct of the trembling keys,
And listening strangers their glad suffrage lend.
Most musical is Nature. Birds — and Bees
At their sweet labour — sing. The moaning winds
Rehearse a lesson to attentive minds.
In louder tones " Deep unto Deep doth call: "
And there is Music in the Waterfall.