GABRIELLE
'TIS the sound of a silver-toned bell:Gabrielle,—And a gladness the chime doth foretell,Gabrielle;As music that thrilled once floats back to the mind,And tells of a joy yet to grasp, yet to find,So thy name seems to come on the wind,Gabrielle!I find in its musical swell,Gabrielle,A charm evil passions to quell,Gabrielle;When I utter thy name all the might is destroyedOf the glittering shapes in the dark that annoyed,And they flit back again to the void,Gabrielle!Thy name holds my heart by a spell,Gabrielle!In my life thy sweet music shall dwell,Gabrielle!As one with a vision celestial in sight,The vision of love hath redoubled my might,And my eyes mirror heavenly light,Gabrielle!
'TIS the sound of a silver-toned bell:Gabrielle,—And a gladness the chime doth foretell,Gabrielle;As music that thrilled once floats back to the mind,And tells of a joy yet to grasp, yet to find,So thy name seems to come on the wind,Gabrielle!I find in its musical swell,Gabrielle,A charm evil passions to quell,Gabrielle;When I utter thy name all the might is destroyedOf the glittering shapes in the dark that annoyed,And they flit back again to the void,Gabrielle!Thy name holds my heart by a spell,Gabrielle!In my life thy sweet music shall dwell,Gabrielle!As one with a vision celestial in sight,The vision of love hath redoubled my might,And my eyes mirror heavenly light,Gabrielle!
'TIS the sound of a silver-toned bell:Gabrielle,—And a gladness the chime doth foretell,Gabrielle;As music that thrilled once floats back to the mind,And tells of a joy yet to grasp, yet to find,So thy name seems to come on the wind,Gabrielle!I find in its musical swell,Gabrielle,A charm evil passions to quell,Gabrielle;When I utter thy name all the might is destroyedOf the glittering shapes in the dark that annoyed,And they flit back again to the void,Gabrielle!Thy name holds my heart by a spell,Gabrielle!In my life thy sweet music shall dwell,Gabrielle!As one with a vision celestial in sight,The vision of love hath redoubled my might,And my eyes mirror heavenly light,Gabrielle!
'TIS the sound of a silver-toned bell:
Gabrielle,—
And a gladness the chime doth foretell,
Gabrielle;
As music that thrilled once floats back to the mind,
And tells of a joy yet to grasp, yet to find,
So thy name seems to come on the wind,
Gabrielle!
I find in its musical swell,
Gabrielle,
A charm evil passions to quell,
Gabrielle;
When I utter thy name all the might is destroyed
Of the glittering shapes in the dark that annoyed,
And they flit back again to the void,
Gabrielle!
Thy name holds my heart by a spell,
Gabrielle!
In my life thy sweet music shall dwell,
Gabrielle!
As one with a vision celestial in sight,
The vision of love hath redoubled my might,
And my eyes mirror heavenly light,
Gabrielle!