1888 __ « The Graphophone »
‣ Comment : An impromptu, spoken into the Graphophone at Washington, in July this year by Colonel Joyce : « I treasure the voices of poets and sages, I keep them alive through the round rolling years I speak to the world for ages and ages, Recording the language of sniffee and of tears. When friends have departed, and sweet life has ended, Their voices shall sound through my swift rolling heart: While all of their love-notes are treasured and blended, As faithful and true as the nature of art. The pulpit, the bar, the wants of the household, Shall photograph thought in the sigh of my soul. The man and the maid shall advance more than tenfold, Who talk with my tongue and the years grandly roll. The Godhead alone shall be found in my preaching And marvelous secrets I yet shall disclose. The schools of the world shall list to my teaching, As pure and as bright as the blush of the rose. I war with the world where ignorance slumbers, And go hand in hand with the light of the sun. I count every thought with quick magical numbers And my work on the earth shall never be done. ». (Dave Edmunds)
‣ Source : Edmunds, Henry (1888), “The Graphophone", paper read 7 September, 1888, at Section G of the British Association for the Advancement of Science, Bath Meeting, copy in the Tainter Papers, Smithsonian National Museum of American History, Washington, D. C..
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