Beethoven

MASTER, thou didst not need the ear of man:
God took away one sense, and gave thee fire
Diviner far than since the world began
Had thrilled the strings of Music’s golden lyre.
Thine ear caught not the strains majestic, when
They floated as some sacred incense curled;
Heaven sang them to thee first, — what need again
To hear a feeble echo from the world ?
Owen Wister.