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As the longfingered sun
reaches out to touch
a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in
the light of read more
As the longfingered sun
reaches out to touch
a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in
the light of moon and stars
so can a poet's long rainbow
of words
play our heartstrings from afar.
But Bellenden we needs must praise,
Who as down the stairs she jumps
Sings o'er the hill read more
But Bellenden we needs must praise,
Who as down the stairs she jumps
Sings o'er the hill and far away,
Despising doleful dumps.
- Unattributed Author,
Music religious heat inspires,
It wakes the soul, and lifts it high,
And wings it with sublime read more
Music religious heat inspires,
It wakes the soul, and lifts it high,
And wings it with sublime desires,
And fits it to bespeak the Deity.
I need drama in my life to keep making music.
I need drama in my life to keep making music.
Life is like music; it must be composed by ear, feeling, and instinct, not by rule.
Life is like music; it must be composed by ear, feeling, and instinct, not by rule.
Musical people always want one to be perfectly dumb at the very moment when one is longing to be perfectly read more
Musical people always want one to be perfectly dumb at the very moment when one is longing to be perfectly deaf.
Without music, life would be a mistake.
Without music, life would be a mistake.
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.
