GIRL of the golden voice--
Beaten and burnished gold;
Wisely the gods made choice
Of such a chalice to hold
Song to make men rejoice--
Melody manifold.
Wisely they set thee apart,
And gave thee such joy to dole;
For love is the fount of thine art,
And love is its final goal.
Behind thy voice is a Heart,
And behind thy singing a Soul.