Chapter 2 No.2

What passion cannot Music raise and quell?

When Jubal[4] struck the corded shell,[5]

His list'ning brethren stood around,

And, wond'ring, on their faces fell

To worship that celestial sound, 20

Less than a god they thought there could not dwell

Within the hollow of that shell

That spoke so sweetly and so well.

What passion cannot Music raise and quell?