 | George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - 1604 страници
...strings so fine? Who up the lofty diapasan1 roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs divine, 39° e lot be cast With much resemblance of the past, 5S Thy worn fanned ; now pleasing dole They breathed, in tender musings, through the heart; And now a graver sacred... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1925 - 412 страници
...cause, the harp of jEolus it hight. Ah me ! what hand can touch the string so fine ? Who up the lofty diapason roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs...them down again into the soul : Now rising love they fanned ; now pleasing dole They breathed, in tender musings, through the heart ; And now a graver sacred... | |
 | Kathleen Winifred Campbell - 1926 - 220 страници
...Effect here described. XLI Ah me ! what Hand can touch the Strings so fine ? Who up the lofty Diapasan roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn Airs divine,...them down again into the Soul ? Now rising Love they fan'd ; now pleasing Dole They breath'd, in tender Musings, through the Heart ; And now a graver sacred... | |
 | Tom Peete Cross, Clement Tyson Goode - 1927 - 1432 страници
...sounds of deep delight : 125 band; Ah me! what hand can touch the string so fine? Who up the lofty it then a tongue 55 Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, 1 feel the solemn sound. If heard 130 Now rising love they fanned ; now pleasing dole They breathed, in tender musings, through the heart;... | |
 | 1900 - 738 страници
...cause, The Harp of Aeolus it hight. Ah me ! what hand can touch thé string so fine ? Who up thé lofty diapason roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs divine, Then let them down again into thé soûl ? I\~ow rising love they fanned ; now pleasing dole They breathed, in tender musings, thro'... | |
 | Thomas L. Hankins, Robert J. Silverman - 1999 - 358 страници
...Harp of Aeolus it hight. Ah me! what Hand can touch the Strings so fine? Who up the lofty Diapasan roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn Airs divine,...them down again into the Soul? Now rising Love they fan'd; now pleasing Dole They breath'd, in tender Musings, through the Heart; And now a graver sacred... | |
 | Ann Radcliffe - 2001 - 708 страници
...lute, struck with an expressive hand, and then the voice, she had formerly listened to, accompanied it. 'Now rising love they fann'd, now pleasing dole They...graver, sacred strain they stole, As when seraphic hands an hymn impart!' Emily wept in doubtful joy and tenderness; and, when the strain ceased, she considered... | |
 | Ann Ward Radcliffe - 2005 - 718 страници
...had formerly listened to accompanied it. Now rising love they fann'd, now pleasing dole They breathed in tender musings through the heart; And now a graver, sacred strain they stole, As when seraphic hands an hymn impart! Emily wept in doubtful joy and tenderness; and when the strain ceased, she considered... | |
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Ah me ! what hand can touch the string so fine ? Who up the lofty diapason roll Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs divine, Then let them down again into the soul ? Now rising love they... 
