Who hath a human soul, and music hates, Hates his own soul that's made harmoniously. Then they are devils or right reprobates To hate that without which men's spirits should die. For if the joys of heaven be much in this, Let him to hell to howl, that hates this bliss.
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
Researcher for this text: John Versmoren
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