Do you never think what wondrous beings these?
Do you never think who made them, and who taught
The dialect they speak, where melodies
Alone are the interpreters of thought?
Whose household words are songs in many keys,
Sweeter than instrument of man ever caught! [ Longfellow ]

A love-tint flushes the wind-flower's cheek,
Rich melodies gush from the violet's beak.
On the rifts of the rock, the wild columbines grow.
Their heavy honey-cups bending low. [ Sarah Helen Whitman ]

Sweetest melodies are those that are by distance made more sweet. [ Wordsworth ]

Even the rude breast has moments in which dark powers awaken melodies. [ Körner ]

Melodies die out, like the pipe of Pan, with the ears that love them and listen for them. [ George Eliot ]

Home should be an oratorio of the memory, singing to all our after life melodies and harmonies of old-remembered joy. [ Henry Ward Beecher ]

Thus came the lovely spring, with a rush of blossoms and music, flooding the earth with flowers and the air with melodies vernal. [ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ]

The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness. [ Percival ]