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Robert Frost :
"... You can hear the small buzz saws whine, the big saw Caterwaul to the hills around the village As they both bite the wood. It's all our music. One ought as a good villager to like it. No doubt it has a sort of prosperous sound, And it's our life." "Yes, when it's not our death."
[Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Self-Seeker."]
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John Crowe Ransom :
Where have I seen before, against the wind, These bright virgins, robed and bare of bonnet, Flowing with music of their strange quick tongue And adventuring with delicate paces by the stream,— Myself a child, old suddenly at the scream From one of the white throats which it hid among?
[John Crowe Ransom (1888-1974), U.S. poet. Vision by Sweetwater (l. 11-16). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.]
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Ralph Waldo Emerson :
Art is a jealous mistress, and, if a man have a genius for painting, poetry, music, architecture or philosophy, he makes a bad husband and an ill provider.
[Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. The Conduct of Life, "Wealth," (1860).]
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Wallace Stevens :
We stand in the tumult of a festival. What festival? This loud, disordered mooch? These hospitaliers? These brute-like guests? These musicians dubbing at a tragedy, A-dub, a-dub, which is made up of this: That there are no lines to speak? There is no play.
[Wallace Stevens (1879-1955), U.S. poet. "The Auroras of Autumn."]
Walt Whitman :
Manhattan streets with their powerful throbs, with beating drums as now, The endless and noisy chorus, the rustle and clank of muskets, (even the sight of the wounded,) Manhattan crowds, with their turbulent musical chorus! Manhattan faces and eyes forever for me.
[Walt Whitman (1819-1892), U.S. poet. Give Me the Splendid Silent Sun (l. 37-40). . . The Complete Poems [Walt Whitman]. Francis Murphy, ed. (1975; repr. 1986) Penguin Books.]
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Paul Valery :
For the musician, before he has begun his work, all is in readiness so that the operation of his creative spirit may find, right from the start, the appropriate matter and means, without any possibility of error. He will not have to make this matter and means submit to any modification; he need only assemble elements which are clearly defined and ready-made. But in how different a situation is the poet! Before him is ordinary language, this aggregate of means which are not suited to his purpose, not made for him. There have not been physicians to determine the relationships of these means for him; there have not been constructors of scales; no diapason, no metronome, no certitude of this kind. He has nothing but the coarse instrument of the dictionary and the grammar. Moreover, he must address himself not to a special and unique sense like hearing, which the musician bends to his will, and which is, besides, the organ par excellence of expectation and attention; but rather to a general and diffused expectation, and he does so through a language which is a very odd mixture of incoherent stimuli.
[Paul Valery (1871-1945), French poet, essayist. Originally delivered as a lecture (late 1927). "Pure Poetry: Notes for a Lecture," The Creative Vision, Grove (1960).]
William Shakespeare :
I am advised to give her music a' mornings; they say it will penetrate.
[William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Cloten, in Cymbeline, act 2, sc. 3, l. 11-2. The buffoon, Cloten, attempts to woo Imogen; "penetrate" suggests his real desire.]
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William Shakespeare :
How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, Like softest music to attending ears!
[William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Romeo, in Romeo and Juliet, act 2, sc. 2, l. 165-6. Hearing Juliet call to him.]
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Ralph Waldo Emerson :
Taylor, the Shakespeare of divines. His words are music in my ear,
[Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. poet, essayist. The Problem (l. 68-69). . . Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company.]
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William Shakespeare :
The general so likes your music, that he desires you for love's sake to make no more noise with it.
[William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Clown, in Othello, act 3, sc. 1, l. 11-3.]
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