Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land? All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
Alexander PopeOnly music has the ability to take you to the edge of reality and allow you to peek in for a moment.
Alexander PopeDear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd. Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, Where mixed with Gods, his lov'd idea lies: O write it not, my hand - the name appears Already written - wash it out, my tears! In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays, Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeyes.
Alexander Pope