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" The pitying Duchess praised its chime, And gave him heart, and gave him time, Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony. And then, he said, he would full fain He could recall an ancient strain, He never thought to sing again. "
The Gentleman's Magazine - Страница 350
1810
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The Lay of the Last Minstrel: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1805 - 334 страници
...harp in vain. The pitying Duchess praised its chime, And gave him heart, and gave him time, Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony. And then, he said, he would full fain He could recal an ancient strain, He never thought to sing again. It was not framed for village churles, But...

The Lay of the Last Minstrel: A Poem

Walter Scott - 1811 - 310 страници
...harp in vain. The pitying duchess praised its chime, And gave him heart, and gave him time, Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony....then, he said, he would full fain * He could recall an ancient strain, He never thought to sing again. It was not framed for village churls, But for high...

The lay of the last minstrel, a poem. With Ballads and lyrical pieces

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1812 - 362 страници
...harp in vain. The pitying Duchess praised its chime, And gave him heart, and gave him time, Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony. And then, he said, he would full fain He could recal an ancient strain, He never thought to sing again. It was not framed for village churls, But...

The Works of Walter Scott, Esq: The lay of the last minstrel. Ballads and ...

Sir Walter Scott - 1813 - 366 страници
...harp in vain. The pitying Duchess praised its chime, And gave him heart, and gave him time, Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony. And then, he said, he would full fain He could recal an ancient strain, He never thought to sing again. It was not framed for village churls, But...

The Poetical Works of Walter Scott, Esq, Том 1

Walter Scott - 1819 - 322 страници
...hlended into harmony. • Walter, Earl of Buccleuch, grandfather of the Dutchc' M* a celehrated warrior. And then, he said, he would full fain He could recall an ancient strain, He never thought to sing again. It was not framed for village cluiries, But for high...

The Poetical Works of Walter Scott, Том 1

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1820 - 264 страници
...harp in vain. The pitying Duchess praised its chime, And gave him heart, and gave him time, Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony....then, he said, he would full fain He could recall an ancient strain, He never thought to sing again. It was not framed for village churls, But for high...

British melodies, extracts from the modern poets [signed J.H.R.].

British melodies - 1820 - 280 страници
...in vain. The pitying Duchess, praised its chime, And gave him heart, and gave him tiiat-; Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony....then, he said, he would full fain He could recall an ancient strain, He never thought to sing again. It was not framed for village churles^ But for high...

The Poetical Works of Sir Walter Scott: Complete in One Volume

Walter Scott - 1827 - 678 страници
...harp in vain. The pitying duchess praisrd its chime. And gave him heart, and gave him time, Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony. And then he said, he would full fdin IJc could rota) an ancient strain. He ne\er thought to sing again. It was not framed for village...

The Poetical Melange

1828 - 814 страници
...harp in vain. The pitying Duchess praised its chime, And gave him heart, and gave him time, Till every string's according glee Was blended into harmony....then, he said, he would full fain He could recall an ancient strain, He never thought to sing again. It was not framed for village rhun-. But for high dames...

Poetry for Schools: Designed for Reading and Recitation. The Whole Selected ...

Eliza Robbins - 1828 - 408 страници
...The pitying Dutchess prais'd its chime, And gave him heart, and gave him time, Till every string'* according glee Was blended into harmony.. And then, he said, he would full fain He eould recall an ancient strain, He never thought to sing again. It was not framed for village churls,...




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