IN MEMORIAM: JOSEPH MAAS
... I II niHOEIAM, JOSEPH MAAS. The silver trumpet's hushed that voice is still I ts full, rich notes no more our ears shall charm, No more the darkest heart with rapture warm, Ho more awaken there that magic thrill That softened e'en the hardest 'gainst his will Now breathing morning's breeze, now evening's balm, Now in bold war-song sounding an alarm, Or in the Message bidding soft eyes fill. ...