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The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush
When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh
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The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush
When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh
That filters through the forest, or the gush
That swells and sinks amid the branches high,--
'Tis all the music of the wind, and we
Let fancy float on the aeolian breath.

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When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.

When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.

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Music must rank as the highest of the arts -- more than any other, it ministers to human welfare.

Music must rank as the highest of the arts -- more than any other, it ministers to human welfare.

by Herbert Spencer Found in: Music Quotes,
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When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of read more

When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?

by Khalil Gibran Found in: Music Quotes,
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Music is the movement of sound to reach the soul for the education of its virtue.

Music is the movement of sound to reach the soul for the education of its virtue.

by Plato Found in: Music Quotes,
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Why waste money on psychotherapy when you can listen to the B Minor Mass?

Why waste money on psychotherapy when you can listen to the B Minor Mass?

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Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.

Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.

by Robert Fripp Found in: Music Quotes,
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I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long read more

I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.

by William Wordsworth Found in: Music Quotes,
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Music arose with its voluptuous swell,
Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again,
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Music arose with its voluptuous swell,
Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again,
And all went merry as a marriage bell.

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