“Let the air strike our tune,
Whilst we show reverence to yond peeping moon.”
The Witch (1616), Act v. Sc. 2. "I ’ll charm the air to give a sound, While you perform your antic round", Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act iv. Sc. 1.
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English playwright and poet 1580–1627Related quotes
“Soon it will be the phase of the moon
When people tune in.”
Song lyrics, The Kick Inside (1978)
Context: Soon it will be the phase of the moon
When people tune in.
Every girl knows about the punctual blues,
But who's to know the power behind our moves?
Pausing on the Stairs (1957)<!-- also quoted in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations (2014 edition) -->
Context: Useless, of course, to point out that the genesis of good plays is hardly ever abstract; that it tends, on the contrary, to be something as concrete and casual as a glance intercepted, a remark overheard, or an insignificant news item buried at the bottom of page three. Yet it is by trivialities like these that the true playwright's blood is fired. They spur him to story-telling; they bring on the narrative fit that is his glory and his basic credential. Show me a congenital eavesdropper with the instincts of a peeping Tom, and I will show you the makings of a dramatist. Only the makings, of course: curiosity about people is merely the beginning of the road to the masterpiece: but if that curiosity is sustained you will find, when the rules have been mastered and the end has been reached, that a miracle has happened.
“A church full of singing, out of tune
Everyone's gone to the moon”
Song: Everyone's gone to the Moon
“The universe is not fine-tuned to us; we are fine-tuned to our particular universe.”
In The Fallacy of Fine-Tuning: Why the Universe Is Not Designed for Us
Les rois nous saoulaient de fumées
Paix entre nous, guerre aux tyrans
Appliquons la grève aux armées
Crosse en l'air, et rompons les rangs
S'ils s'obstinent, ces cannibales
À faire de nous des héros
Ils sauront bientôt que nos balles
Sont pour nos propres généraux
The Internationale (1864)
“Cheap little rhymes
A cheap little tune
Are sometimes as dangerous
As a sliver of the moon.”
Song for St. Cecilia's Day (1692).
Context: Consecrate the place and day
To music and Cecilia.
Let no rough winds approach, nor dare
Invade the hallow'd bounds,
Nor rudely shake the tuneful air,
Nor spoil the fleeting sounds.
Nor mournful sigh nor groan be heard,
But gladness dwell on every tongue;
Whilst all, with voice and strings prepar'd,
Keep up the loud harmonious song,
And imitate the blest above,
In joy, and harmony, and love.