The music of a nation is the voice of its instinct and taste, the language of its heart and soul. Art attracts all these, as a tree attracts the birds of the air. All aeek shelter amid the fragrant shadow of her leaves. The* poet soars from branch to branch, sunning himself on the (topmost brough, or piercing with his i golden beak the secrets of her mossy , trunk. But music is a bird so | “spirituel,” that its form is ever unjseen as flits around wondrous
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Northland Age, Volume IV, Issue 48, 20 July 1908, Page 8
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