text:  And oftentimes in anthems when the mighty instrument threw its vast columns of sound fierce yet melodious over the voices of the choir--when it rose high in arches as might seem surmounting and overriding the strife of the vocal parts and gathering by strong coercion the total storm into unity--sometimes I seemed to walk triumphantly upon those clouds which so recently I had looked up to as mementos of prostrate sorrow and even as ministers of sorrow in its creations; yes sometimes under the transfigurations of music I felt[11] of grief itself as a fiery chariot for mounting victoriously above the causes of grief