Memnon's Statue

‘Tis said that when Morning Sun

On Memnon’s famous Statue shone

Warm’d by its rays the chilly Stone

Breath’d Music’s soul-subduing Tone

That fill’d the mystic Temple’s Bounds

With Harmony’s responsive Sounds.

So where your Heart’s fond Prediction

Beam’d on its Object of Affection

It warm’d e’en through its inmost Fold

The Breast, till then reserv’d and cold

And made it vibrate with a Tone

Of Love accorded to your own

That shall to wedded life supply

A just, and sacred Harmony.__