Music by George E. Tack

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Jul 5, 1910

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 37, No. 26.

Music

By George E. Tack

By George E. Tack

Or ever morning stars their anthems sang, Or throngs angelic waked the ecstatic lyre, Whose voice sang love's praise with poesy's fire, Immortal music's notes through heaven rang. Eternity its glorious beauty knew, And through its raptured soul the wondrous sound, In waves harmonic, flowed to Time's brief bound, And to its lovely temple vot'ries drew. There Life's great symphonies outbreathed their souls. The list'ning air, throughout each court and grove, Caught sweetly and flung back the blithe bird bliss, The bell-like fountain laughter, pealing rolls Of thunder-clouds. Lo, music is but this,— Sweet echoes of the rhythmic pulse of love.

Bath, N. Y.