It is the heart and not the brain
That to the highest doth attain,
And he who followeth Love's behest
Far excelleth all the rest.
The first sound
in the song of love!
Scarce more than silence is, and yet a sound,
Hands of invisible spirits touch the strings
of the mysterious instrument, the soul,
and play the prelude of our fate.
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