My heart is torn with the sound of raucous voices,
They shout from the slums, from the streets, from the crowded places,
And tunes from the hurdy-gurdy that coldly rejoices
Shoot arrows into my heart.Conrad Aiken
What is the Ninth Symphony compared to a Tin Pan Alley hit played on a hurdy-gurdy and a memory?
Karl Kraus
Histories of ages past
Unenlightened shadows cast.
Down through all eternity
The crying of humanity.
'Tis then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man
Comes singing songs of love...Donovan
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George Steiner
Your heart is the beacon, your heart is the storm. Dare to embrace it; you'll never be torn.
Vanna Bonta
And the lost heart stiffens and rejoices
In the lost lilac and the lost sea voices
And the weak spirit quickens to rebel
For the bent golden-rod and the lost sea smell
Quickens to recover
The cry of quail and the whirling plover
And the blind eye creates
The empty forms between the ivory gates
And smell renews the salt savour of the sandy earth
This is the time of tension between dying and birth
The place of solitude where three dreams cross
Between blue rocks
But when the voices shaken from the yew-tree drift away
Let the other yew be shaken and reply.Thomas Stearns (T. S.) Eliot
Aiken, Conrad
Aiken, George
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