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Cute little babies that fall out of swings - These are a few of my favorite things.
Cute little babies that fall out of swings - These are a few of my favorite things.
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain: read more
It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature, and everlasting beauty of monotony.
The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush
When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh
That read more
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.
I have my own particular sorrows, loves, delights; and you have yours. But sorrow, gladness, yearning, hope, love, belong to read more
I have my own particular sorrows, loves, delights; and you have yours. But sorrow, gladness, yearning, hope, love, belong to all of us, in all times and in all places. Music is the only means whereby we feel these emotions in their universality.
Beethoven can write music, thank God, but he can do nothing else on earth.
Beethoven can write music, thank God, but he can do nothing else on earth.
If music and sweet poetry agree.
If music and sweet poetry agree.
