...lonesome latter years. An angel throng, bewinged, bedigut In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres. Mimes, in the form of God on high, . Mutter and mumble low, And hither and thither fly ; Mere puppets...

...latter years. An angel throng, be winged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre ts are a duty, Where Love 'sa grown-up God, Where the Houri glances are Imbued with all the beaut Mimes, in the form of God on high, Mutter and mumble low, And hither and thither fly ; Mere puppets...

...soul of the plot." A veiled and weeping angel throng is depicted as seated in the theatre, watching "a play of hopes and fears," — " While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres." Humanity is represented as "Mimes in the form of God on high," who "mutter and mumble low," mere puppets...

...latter years ! An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre, to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres. Mimes, in the form of God on high, Mutter and mumble low, And hither and thither fly — Mere puppets...

...latter years ! Aa angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, St in a theatre, to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres. Mimes, in the form of God on high, Mutter and mumble low, And hither and thither fly; Mere puppets...

...lonesome latter years. An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres. Mimes, in the form of God on high, Mutter and mumble low, And hither and thither fly ; Mere puppets...

...latter years ! An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre, to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres. Mimes, in the form of God on high, Mutter and mumble low, And hither and thither fly — Mere puppets...

...Within the lonesome latter years. An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theater to see A play of hopes and fears,...orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres. Mimes, in the form of God on high, Mutter and mumble low, And hither and thither fly ; Mere puppets...

...latter yean I An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears. Sit in a theatre, to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres. Mimes, in the form of God on high, Mutter and mumble low, And hither and thither fly ; Mere puppets...

...lonesome latter years. An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breathes fitfully "The music of the spheres. °Mimes, in the form of God on high, Mutter and mumble low, And hither and thither fly ; Mere puppets...