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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.
Propel, propel, propel your craft softly down liquid solution. Ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, Existence is simply illusion.
Propel, propel, propel your craft softly down liquid solution. Ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, Existence is simply illusion.
Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto
Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.
Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto
Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.
Music . . .can name the unnameable and communicate the unknowable.
Music . . .can name the unnameable and communicate the unknowable.
Music is the universal language of mankind.
Music is the universal language of mankind.
When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
May you live to be 100 and may the last voice you hear be mine.
May you live to be 100 and may the last voice you hear be mine.
Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memory.
Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memory.
