If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.
If music be the food of love, play on.
There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is. ~William Shakespeare
The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils.
Is it not strange, that sheep's guts should hale souls out of men's bodies!
Preposterous ass, that never read so far to know the cause why music was ordain'd! Was it not to refresh the mind of man, after his studies or his usual pain?
How soar sweet music is, when time is broke, and no proportion kept!
In sweet music is such art: killing care and grief of heart fall asleep, or hearing, die.
The man that hath no music in himself
I am never merry when I hear sweet music.
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