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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355265" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To A Young Lady, On Being Too Fond Of Music</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why is your mind thus all day long<br>Upon your music set;<br>Till reason's swallowed in a song,<br>Or idle canzonet?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I grant you, Melesinda, when<br>Your instrument was new,<br>I was well pleased to see you then<br>Its charms assiduous woo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The rudiments of any art<br>Or mastery that we try,<br>Are only on the learner's part<br>Got by hard industry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But you are past your first essays;<br>Whene'er you play, your touch,<br>Skilful and light, ensures you praise:<br>All beyond that's too much.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Music's sweet uses are, to smooth<br>Each rough and angry passion;<br>To elevate at once, and soothe:<br>A heavenly recreation.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But we misconstrue, and defeat<br>The end of any good;<br>When what should be our casual treat,<br>We make our constant food.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>While, to the exclusion of the rest,<br>This single art you ply,<br>Your nobler studies are supprest,<br>Your books neglected lie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Could you in what you so affect<br>The utmost summit reach;<br>Beyond what fondest friends expect,<br>Or skilfullest masters teach:</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The skill you learned would not repay<br>The time and pains it cost,<br>Youth's precious season thrown away,<br>And reading-leisure lost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A benefit to books we owe<br>Music can ne'er dispense;<br>The one does only sound bestow,<br>The other gives us sense.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Lamb">Charles Lamb</a><div class=q>
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Upon your music set;
Till reason's swallowed in a song,
Or idle canzonet?


I grant you, Melesinda, when
Your instrument was new,
I was well pleased to see you then
Its charms assiduous woo.


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