"All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it,
(Did you think it was in the white or gray stone? or the
lines of the arches and cornices?)
All music is what awakes from you when you are reminded
by the instruments,
It is not the violins and the cornets, it is not the oboe nor
the beating drums, nor the score of the baritone singer
singing his sweet romanza, nor that of the men's
chorus, nor that of the women's chorus,
It is nearer and farther than they."
– Walt Whitman, A Song for Occupations 4, in Leaves of Grass [ca1891]
(Vintage, Library of America edition, 1992) , p359.
(Did you think it was in the white or gray stone? or the
lines of the arches and cornices?)
All music is what awakes from you when you are reminded
by the instruments,
It is not the violins and the cornets, it is not the oboe nor
the beating drums, nor the score of the baritone singer
singing his sweet romanza, nor that of the men's
chorus, nor that of the women's chorus,
It is nearer and farther than they."
– Walt Whitman, A Song for Occupations 4, in Leaves of Grass [ca1891]
(Vintage, Library of America edition, 1992) , p359.
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