01In print by 1911 ADNo rare creative inspirations throng My quiet spirit, silent, sad and lone; No Sapphic flame hath on its altar shone; No music to my nature doth belong. Thou art the sunlight, I am Memnon's stone, Thou art the zephyr, I give back its song; The harp Æolian can do no wrong To the soft airs which wake an answering tone: Upon my soul, Oh, then breathe tenderly; Subdue the discord, still the jarring strain; So may the harp-strings yield but melody. If notes discordant give thy keen ear pain, Set the fine chords again to harmony; Let but sweet echoes of thyself remain.Ada Foster Murray / quote ↗
