"Remember the creator in the days of your youth, i.e., lay up a store of natural influences. Sing while you may, before the days of evil come. He that hath ears, let him hear. See, smell, taste while these senses are fresh and pure.
"There is always a kind of fine aeolian harp music to be heard in the air. I hear now, as it were, the mellow sound of distant horns in the hollow mansions of the upper air, a sound to make all men divinely insane that hear it, far away over head, subsiding into my ear. To ears that are expanded, what a harp this world is!"
"There is always a kind of fine aeolian harp music to be heard in the air. I hear now, as it were, the mellow sound of distant horns in the hollow mansions of the upper air, a sound to make all men divinely insane that hear it, far away over head, subsiding into my ear. To ears that are expanded, what a harp this world is!"
-July 21, 1851.