MOZART AT THE FIRESIDE.
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O children, when your summer
Passes, and winter is near,
When the sky is dim that was so bright,
And the way seems long and drear,
Passes, and winter is near,
When the sky is dim that was so bright,
And the way seems long and drear,
Remember the mighty master
Still touches the human heart,
Speaking afar from heaven,
The wonderful Mozart!
Still touches the human heart,
Speaking afar from heaven,
The wonderful Mozart!
He can bring back your childhood
With his strains of airy grace,
Till life seems fresh and beautiful
Again for a little space:
With his strains of airy grace,
Till life seems fresh and beautiful
Again for a little space:
With voices of lofty sweetness
He shall encourage you,
Till all good things seem possible,
And heaven's best promise true;
He shall encourage you,
Till all good things seem possible,
And heaven's best promise true;
Till health and strength and loveliness
Blossom from stone and clod,
And the sad old world grows bright again
With the cheerfulness of God.
Blossom from stone and clod,
And the sad old world grows bright again
With the cheerfulness of God.
