There was a time when the beauty and the music were all within, and I sat and listened to my thoughts, and there was a song in them. I sat for hours … - Henry David Thoreau

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There was a time when the beauty and the music were all within, and I sat and listened to my thoughts, and there was a song in them. I sat for hours on rocks and wrestled with the melody which possessed me. I sat and listened by the hour to a positive though faint and distant music, not sung by any bird, nor vibrating any earthly harp.