MARY MORGAN
TAKE the mouldering dust,Wake it into life,—Matter is but servant of the mind.Touch the silent keys:Genius can evokeMusic wherein gods commune with men.Read the soul of man,And the farthest star;Truth is one, and is forever true.Think the wildest thought,Hope the utmost hope—Time shall be when all shall be fulfilled.Wonder not at deed,Wonder more at thought,Wonder at the hope that feeds itself.Genius is divine,Genius is the true:Man becomes that which he worships,—God!
TAKE the mouldering dust,Wake it into life,—Matter is but servant of the mind.Touch the silent keys:Genius can evokeMusic wherein gods commune with men.Read the soul of man,And the farthest star;Truth is one, and is forever true.Think the wildest thought,Hope the utmost hope—Time shall be when all shall be fulfilled.Wonder not at deed,Wonder more at thought,Wonder at the hope that feeds itself.Genius is divine,Genius is the true:Man becomes that which he worships,—God!
TAKE the mouldering dust,Wake it into life,—Matter is but servant of the mind.
TAKE the mouldering dust,
Wake it into life,—
Matter is but servant of the mind.
Touch the silent keys:Genius can evokeMusic wherein gods commune with men.
Touch the silent keys:
Genius can evoke
Music wherein gods commune with men.
Read the soul of man,And the farthest star;Truth is one, and is forever true.
Read the soul of man,
And the farthest star;
Truth is one, and is forever true.
Think the wildest thought,Hope the utmost hope—Time shall be when all shall be fulfilled.
Think the wildest thought,
Hope the utmost hope—
Time shall be when all shall be fulfilled.
Wonder not at deed,Wonder more at thought,Wonder at the hope that feeds itself.
Wonder not at deed,
Wonder more at thought,
Wonder at the hope that feeds itself.
Genius is divine,Genius is the true:Man becomes that which he worships,—God!
Genius is divine,
Genius is the true:
Man becomes that which he worships,—God!