When Human Touch (As Monkish Books Attest) Nor Was Applied Nor Could Be, Ledbury Bells Broke Forth In Concert Flung Adown The Dells, And Upward, High As Malvern'S Cloudy Crest; Sweet Tones, And Caught By A Noble Lady Blest To Rapture! Mabel Listened At The Side Of Her Loved Mistress: Soon The Music Died, And Catherine Said, "Here I Set Up My Rest." Warned In A Dream, The Wanderer Long Had Sought A Home That By Such Miracle Of Sound Must Be Revealed: She Heard It Now, Or Felt The Deep, Deep Joy Of A Confiding Thought; And There, A Saintly Anchoress, She Dwelt Till She Exchanged For Heaven That Happy Ground.