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"Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies."
"Music that gentlier on the spirit lies Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes."
"I can't sing. As a singist I am not a success. I am saddest when I sing. So are those who hear me. They are sadder even than I am."
"Strange! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long."
"And with a secret pain, And smiles that seem akin to tears, We hear the wild refrain."
"I'm the sweetest sound in orchestra heard Yet in orchestra never have been."
"Her ivory hands on the ivory keys Strayed in a fitful fantasy, Like the silver gleam when the poplar trees Rustle their pale leaves listlessly Or the drifting foam of a restless sea When the waves show their teeth in the flying breeze."
"What fairy-like music steals over the sea, Entrancing our senses with charmed melody?"
"Music is a world within itself, with a language we all understand!"
"Where music dwells Lingering, and wandering on as loth to die: Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof That they were born for immortality."
"Bright gem instinct with music, vocal spark."
"Soft is the music that would charm forever: The flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly."
"Sweetest melodies Are those that are by distance made more sweet."
"The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more."
"Thank you. If you appreciate the tuning so much, I hope you'll enjoy the playing more."
"How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness, and the night Becomes the touches of sweet harmony."
Heute, am 12. Tag schlagen wir unser Lager in einem sehr merkwürdig geformten Höhleneingang auf. Wir sind von den Strapazen der letzten Tage sehr erschöpft, das Abenteuer an dem großen Wasserfall steckt uns noch allen in den Knochen. Wir bereiten uns daher nur ein kurzes Abendmahl und ziehen uns in unsere Kalebassen-Zelte zurück. Dr. Zwitlako kann es allerdings nicht lassen, noch einige Vermessungen vorzunehmen. 2. Aug.
- Das Tagebuch
Es gab sie, mein Lieber, es gab sie! Dieses Tagebuch beweist es. Es berichtet von rätselhaften Entdeckungen, die unsere Ahnen vor langer, langer Zeit während einer Expedition gemacht haben. Leider fehlt der größte Teil des Buches, uns sind nur 5 Seiten geblieben.
Also gibt es sie doch, die sagenumwobenen Riesen?
Weil ich so nen Rosenkohl nicht dulde!
- Zwei außer Rand und Band
Und ich bin sauer!