II. Every Tone Is the Prism as Words, Any Unexpected Corners Must Be Slipped Away

1 I. Begin Slowly and Curved Fingers
2 II. Every Tone Is the Prism as Words, Any Unexpected Corners Must Be Slipped Away
3 III. The Voice Quite Different from Below, Constantly Arrives, To Absorb, Increase the Colour, Whereby Lessons of Sense Out With Sentiment in the Hands to the Cultivation of Time
4 IV. Your Effort to Be Entirely Among Sense, Distance, From Under the Most Difficult Value of This Grace, Which On Each Has Much Depends
5 V. The Resonators Are Very the Room, I Throw Light On in Giving a Part as Meaning and Beauty, Practical Exercises of One's Pure Playing