It was easy to see that she was not a musician; but, as she forgot her listeners, we forgot everything but her.
What wonder if to her the music and the musician became one?
I am a musician—I play the violin on a boat till I strike—so now I will get you the music.
"He's something of a musician, too, now that I remember," added the young lady.
Or was he a musician—what Anna Sartorius called ein Musiker?
“Friedhelm is a musician, but he is not like thee,” he pursued.
And then, too, I was dismayed to find how totally I had mistaken the position of the musician.
A musician might extract some harmony from this chaos of noises, this jumble of sounds.
Clearly the musician is wise, and he who is not a musician is foolish.
One woman has a gift of healing, another not; one is a musician, and another has no music in her nature?