I grew up with a beautiful gold harp sitting in our living room. My older sister played it.
Diane PaulusI have really done so few bad things that they have to keep harping on the old ones [.]
The Blue CastleThe harp sounds at each passing breeze, but that does not mean the tune is masterfully played.
Kushiel's ChosenPity me that the heart is slow to learn What the swift mind beholds at every turn.
The Harp-Weaver and Other PoemsEvery hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings.
The Wilderness World of John Muir