Melodious Magnificence

The music of all creatures has to do with their loves, even of toads and frogs. Is it not the same with man? - Thoreau

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we made sweet music

a confectioner's delight

well into the night

Author's Note

"A thrumming of piano-strings beyond the gardens and through the elms. At length the melody steals into my being. I know not when it began to occupy me. By some fortunate coincidence of thought or circumstance I am attuned to the universe, I am fitted to hear, my being moves in a sphere of melody, my fancy and imagination are excited to an inconceivable degree. This is no longer the dull earth on which I stood." - Thoreau