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Music is a prophecy of what life is to be, the rainbow of promise translated out of seeing into hearing.
-Mrs. L. M. Childs.
There is something in the shape of harps as though they had been made by music.
Lord Bacon had music often played in the room adjoining his study; Milton listened to his organ for his solemn inspirations; and music was ever necessary to Warburton. The symphonies which awoke in the poet sublime emotions might have composed the inventive mind of the great critic in the visions of his theoretical mysteries.
The soul of art best loved when love is by.
Music is one of the fairest and most glorious gifts of God, to which Satan is a bitter enemy; for it removes from the heart the weight of sorrow, and the fascination of evil thoughts.
I ever held this sentence of the poet as a canon of my creed, "that whom God loveth not, they
love not music."
The man that hath no music in himself, nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils,
The soul is like a bird that soars
And as the bird at last returns,
-J. C. H.
A noble soul is like a ship at sea,
-Beaumont and Fletcher. The Honest Man's
By harmony our souls are sway'd ;
Thought is deeper than all speech;
What unto themselves was taught.
God be thanked, the meanest of His creatures Boasts two soul-sides, one to face the world with, One to show a woman when he loves her.
-R. Browning. Men and Women, One Word More.
Brevity is the soul of wit. -Shakspere. Hamlet (Polonius), Act II., Sc. II.
The soul may be compared to a field of battle, where the armies are ready every moment to encounter. Not a single vice but has a more powerful opponent, and not one virtue but may be overborne by a combination of vices.
The tocsin of the soul-the dinner bell.
(For) what is form, or what is face, But the soul's index, or its case? -N. Cotton. Visions in Verse, Pleasure.
The soul o' the purpose, ere 'tis shaped as act, Takes flesh i' the world, and clothes itself a king, But when the act comes, stands for what 'tis worth. -R. Browning. Luria (Luria), Act III.
The soul of a high intent, be it known,
Which God keeps by Him under the throne.
He that stabs another, can kill his body: but he that stabs himself, kills his own soul.
-Burton. Anatomy of Melancholy, Pt. I., Sec. I V., Mem. I.
Eternal form shall still divide
The Eternal soul from all beside; And I shall know him when we meet. -Tennyson. In Memoriam, XLVII.
There is a kindly mood of melancholy
To look upon the soul as going on from strength to strength, to consider that she is to shine forever with new accessions of glory, and brighten to all eternity; that she will be still adding virtue to virtue, and knowledge to knowledge, carries in it something wonderfully agreeable to that ambition which is natural to the mind of man.
(Yet stab at thee who will,)
-Sir John Davis. The Soul's Errand.