A gentle strain of music, scarcely audible, seemed to make reply.
And what avails skill in music, if there is no chance to display it?
The silence remained unbroken, until Paralus asked for music.
Yet the voice of Plato would be pleasant to my ears, as music on the waters in the night-time.
With a nod and a smile, Aspasia said, "Continue the music, I pray you."