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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 326
1810
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THE POETICAL WORKS OS=F SIR WALTER SCOTT, BART

1860
...harp in vain. The pitying Duchess praised its chime. And gave him heart, and gave him tim#, 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 agaia. IKTRODUCTIOlf. It w&a not framed for village churls,...

The New Speaker. With an Essay on Elocution

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...harp in vain. The pitying duchess prais'd 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 : And much he wish'd, yet fear'd, to try The long-forgotten...

Poems of Old Age

1861 - 128 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 ; And much he wished, yet feared, to try Amid the strings...

The poetical reader, with notes and questions by A.W. Buchan

Alexander Winton Buchan - 1861
...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, Ho never thought to sing again. It was not framed for village churls, But for high...

The poetical reader for school and home use, ed. by J.C. Curtis

John Charles Curtis - 1863
...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 dames...

Favourite English Poems: Thomson to Tennyson, 1700-1860

1863
...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, Hut for high...

Selections in poetry, Том 51

Selections - 1863 - 176 страници
...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 ,...

The poetical works of sir Walter Scott. With memoir of the author

sir Walter Scott (bart.) - 1864
...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...

Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 546 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 dames...

Festival of Song: A Series of Evenings with the Poets

Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 376 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 dames...




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