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There is in souls a sympathy with sounds:

and as the mind is pitch’d the ear is pleased

with melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave;

some chord in unison with what we hear

is touch’d within us, and the heart replies.

(W. Cowper)

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Se parler, oui, pour savoir qu’on est du même silence.

(N.C. Barney)

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