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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.
If music and sweet poetry agree.
If music and sweet poetry agree.
Music is love in search of a word.
Music is love in search of a word.
And sure there is music even in the beauty, and the silent note
which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than read more
And sure there is music even in the beauty, and the silent note
which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument;
for there is music wherever there is harmony, order, or
proportion; and thus far we may maintain the music of the
spheres.
There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's read more
There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's music in all things, if men had ears:
Their earth is but an echo of the spheres.
Music is the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart.
Music is the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart.
The musician who always plays on the same string is laughed at.
The musician who always plays on the same string is laughed at.
Every act, every deed of justice and mercy and benevolence, makes heavenly music in Heaven.
Every act, every deed of justice and mercy and benevolence, makes heavenly music in Heaven.