“There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased. With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies” (William Cowper).
“There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased. With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies” (William Cowper).