DURING MUSIC.THE music had the heat of blood,A passion that no words can reach;We sat together, and understoodOur own heart’s speech.We had no need of word or sign,The music spoke for us, and saidAll that her eyes could read in mineOr mine in hers had read.
THE music had the heat of blood,A passion that no words can reach;We sat together, and understoodOur own heart’s speech.
We had no need of word or sign,The music spoke for us, and saidAll that her eyes could read in mineOr mine in hers had read.