How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!
Here will we sit and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.
Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold:
There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st
But in his motion like an angel sings,
Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins;
Such harmony is in immortal souls;
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
(William Shakespeare from The Merchant of Venice)

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This is the first movement of the famous sonata

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Finally, three quotes about Moonlight:-

Music is moonlight in the gloomy night of life. (Jean Paul Richter 1763-1825)

Follow your inner moonlight. Don’t hide your madness. (Allen Ginsberg 1926-1997)

The loveliest faces are to be seen by moonlight, when one sees half with the eye and half with the fancy. (A Persian Saying)

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