James Clerk Maxwell Quote
But listen, what harmony holy
Is mingling its notes with our own!
The discord is vanishing slowly,
And melts in that dominant tone.
And they that have heard it can never
Return to confusion again,
Their voices are music for ever,
And join in the mystical strain.
Part III Poems, To the Air of "Lörelei." (January, 1858) - The Life of James Clerk Maxwell (1882)