WHAT IS A SIGH?

It is the sound Raised by the sweeping of an angel's wing, As through the air It bears a prayer Of the soul's uttering.

It is the sweet Melodious echo of some thrilling thought Retold by sadness Unto gladness, Which memory hath brought.

It is the hymn Breath'd ever by the votaries of love, Whose dulcidence, Soft and intense, Soars dreamily above.

It is the sign Of Earth's fraternity, the only tie That links us all, Both great and small, In common sympathy.

It is the heart Issueing from its prison house of clay; Perchance gladly, Perchance sadly, Wending on its way.