There’s music in the sighing of a reed;
There’s music in the gushing of a rill;
There’s music in all things, if men had ears. 

          
                          —­Byron.

The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils. 

          
                          —­Shakespeare.

O, pleasant is the welcome kiss
When day’s dull round is o’er;
And sweet the music of the step
That meets us at the door. 

                                    —­J.R.  Drake.

Not the rich viol, trump, cymbal, nor horn,
Guitar, nor cittern, nor the pining flute,
Are half so sweet as tender human words. 

                                    —­Barry Cornwall.

Is there a heart that music cannot melt? 
Alas! how is that rugged heart forlorn. 
—­Beattie.

Music cleanses the understanding, inspires it, and lifts it into a realm which it would not reach if it were left to itself.—­Henry Ward Beecher.

Music is a discipline, and a mistress of order and good manners; she makes the people milder and gentler, more moral and more reasonable.  —­Luther.

Amongst the instrumentalities of love and peace, surely there can be no sweeter, softer, more effective voice than that of gentle, peace-breathing music.—­Elihu Burritt.

Explain it as we may, a martial strain will urge a man into the front rank of battle sooner than an argument, and a fine anthem excite his devotion more certainly than a logical discourse.—­Tuckerman.

Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears from the eyes of woman.—­Beethoven.

Music is the child of prayer, the companion of religion.—­Chateaubriand.

Had I children, my utmost endeavors would be to make them musicians.  —­Horace Walpole.

Next to theology I give to music the highest place and honor.  And we see how David and all the saints have wrought their godly thoughts into verse, rhyme, and song.—­Luther.

Nature.—­Nature does not capriciously scatter her secrets as golden gifts to lazy pets and luxurious darlings, but imposes tasks when she presents opportunities, and uplifts him whom she would inform.  The apple that she drops at the feet of Newton is but a coy invitation to follow her to the stars.—­Whipple.

Everything made by man may be destroyed by man; there are no ineffaceable characters except those engraved by nature; and nature makes neither princes nor rich men nor great lords.—­Rousseau.

It were happy if we studied nature more in natural things; and acted according to nature, whose rules are few, plain, and most reasonable.  Let us begin where she begins, go her pace, and close always where she ends, and we cannot miss of being good naturalists.—­William Penn.