What passions cannot music raise or quell?

What passion cannot music raise and quell!

Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun.

Facts are stubborn things; and whatever may be our wishes, our inclinations, or the dictates of our passions, they cannot alter the state of facts and evidence.

Why cannot we correct the baneful passions, without weakening the good?

I realized late in life that my twin passions are music and people.