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. . . of babes (Posted on 2007-03-05) Difficulty: 3 of 5
Moonlight in the gloomy night of life.
I can soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
Life would be an error without me.
And I separate the generations.

I express the inexpressible.
The art most nigh to tears and memory.
On which silence is impossible.
I am the shorthand of emotion.

I should strike fire from the heart of man
and a woman I should bring to tears.
Only I can name the unnameable and communicate the unknowable.
The speech of angels.

See The Solution Submitted by Vernon Lewis    
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re(2): Spoiler Ahead ! | Comment 10 of 14 |
(In reply to re: Spoiler Ahead ! by Vernon Lewis)

The final line of the riddle is also suggestive of another great quotation, this time by Thomas Carlyle,  who said that : "Music   is well said to be the speech of the angels."

However, I am not completely certain of how this relates to the problem title.

Edited on March 5, 2007, 10:50 am

Edited on March 5, 2007, 10:52 am
  Posted by K Sengupta on 2007-03-05 10:49:39

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