John Keats on Music
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“The silver, snarling trumpets 'gan to chide.”
“Ere music's golden tongue Flattered to tears this aged man and poor.”
“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone.”