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Elegy to the Memory of Dr. W. Hayes, Professor of Music in the University of Oxford Set to Music by his Son and Successor, P. Hayes. SYMPHONY. These sounds of grief, this solemn air, To thee I sing, dear, honour’d shade! Hear, spirit of my father, hear! To thee these mournful rites are paid. Here followed an Organ Movement, being a Psalm Tune of the Professor, Dr. Wm. Hayes. Such the last strains by thee were tried, Strains that to holy Choirs belong; While Age, that wasted all beside, Yet spared the sweetness of thy song. So pass’d he: nor approved alone In science; like his gentle art, His life was Music, and in tone With Virtue’s harmony his heart. O! let thy tuneful Spirit, to hear The melancholy strains we raise, Now stoop from that celestial sphere Where Music is the voice of Praise! William Crowe's other poems:
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