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ยซAll 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 theyยป.

Walt Whitman, A Song for Occupations. (Vรญa Emilio Bassail)

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