Full Lyrics
Bare and cold the garret chamber,
Gloomy with its shadows dim,
Hung with dusty drooping cobwebs
And drapery so weird and grim.
Suddenly from out the shadows
Of the cold deserted room
Came a strain of sweetest music
Through the dim and ghostly gloom.
While the night stood still to listen,
Soft and low the music sighed,
And in melting, minor measures
Into solemn silence died.
Say, what skilful, wrapt Musician
In the lonely room apart,
Thus made glad the sombre midnight
With his wondrous art.
From the moon now bright, now hidden
In the clouds that crossed her way,
Through the misty garret window,
Shot a slender silver ray.
Glanced upon an ancient spinet,
O’er whose keys, with dust defiled,
Ran the eager dainty fingers
Of a little child.
Boy, In after years the master
Of all mighty harmonies,
With a more than childish rapture
In thy lifted eyes.
Surely in the garret chamber
Dim with shadowy mystery,
While the world slept in the midnight,
Angels talked with thee.
