Friday, November 16, 2007

What is it to sing!


Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.” Robert Burns

This is a fault common to all singers, that among their friends they will never sing when they are asked; unasked, they will never desist.” Horace 65 bc

The tenor's voice is spoilt by affectation, And for the bass, the beast can only bellow; In fact, he had no singing education, An ignorant, noteless, timeless, tuneless fellow. - Lord Byron

Sing again, with your dear voice revealing A tone Of some world far from ours, Where music and moonlight and feeling Are one. Percy Bysshe Shelley

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