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1 " And here, in thought, to thee-In thought that can alone, Ascend thy empire and so be A partner of thy throne, By winged Fantasy, My embassy is given, Till secrecy shall knowledge be In the environs of Heaven. "
― Edgar Allan Poe ,
2 " How solemnly pervading the calm air!A sound of silence on the startled earWhich dreamy poets name "the music of the sphere."Ours is a world of words: Quiet we call"Silence"—which is the merest word of all. "