“The song still remains which names the land over which it sings.”
“Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me.”
“Mr. Black started singing a song in some weird language, which I guess was Philippinish.”
“And what was the song which she sang? Ah, my little man, I am too old to sing that song, and you too young to understand it.”
“Everywhere was singing, all over the house was singing, and outside the house was alive with singing, and the very air was song.”
“And that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space.”