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" Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell? "
Poems by Cowley, Waller, Butler, Denham, Dryden, and Pomfret - Страница 20
по Abraham Cowley - 1810 - 220 страници
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The monuments and genii of st. Paul's cathedral and of Westminster abbey, Том 1

George Lewis Smyth - 1826
...hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? in. The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...drum Cries, hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat. IV. The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless...

The London Encyclopaedia: Or, Universal Dictionary of Science, Art ..., Том 9

Thomas Curtis - 1829
...to the Dorian mood Of flutes and »oft recorder». Milton's Parodist Lns. The soft complaining ßutt In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless lovers, Whose dirge is whispered by the warbling lute. Dryden. FLUTE, in music, is the simplest of all musical instruments...

The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song: Selected from English and American ...

Charlotte Fiske Bates Rogé - 1832 - 882 страници
...hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...drum Cries, " Hark! the foes come; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat." The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless...

The Poetical Works of John Dryden, Том 3

John Dryden - 1832
...sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? 1n. The trumpet's loud clangor ss Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And...The double double double beat Of the thundering drum so Cries, hark ! the foes come ; Charge, Charge, 'tis too late to retreat. IV. The soft complaining...

Elkswatawa: Or, The Prophet of the West. A Tale of the Frontier ...

James Strange French, Timothy Flint - 1836
...impended might pass away, and peace and happiness crown the evening hours of Oloompa. CHAPTER XXIII. " The double double double beat Of the thundering drum...: Charge, charge ! — 't is too late to retreat." DRYDEN. THE spot where Oloompa left Rolfe and his party, and which they still occupied, was a small...

The Works of John Dryden: In Verse and Prose, with a Life, Том 1

John Dryden - 1837
...ni. The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us t<i arms, With shrill notes of anger, And mortal ularms. The double double double beat Of the thundering drum...dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless lovers, Whoso dirge is whisper'd by the warbling lu'.c. T. Sharp violins proclaim* Their jealous pangs, and...

The Works of John Dryden: In Verse and Prose, with a Life, Том 1

John Dryden - 1837
...less, With here and there a pawn. A SONG FOR ST. CEClLlA'S DAY, 1637. The soft complaining flute ln dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless lovers, Whose dirge is whisper'd hy the warhling hite. v. Sharp violins proclaim* Their jealous pangs, and desperation, Fury, frantic...

The Malta penny magazine

...hollow ofthat shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot MUSIC raise f nd quell ? The TRUMPET'S loud clangor Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger And mortal alarms. The soft complaining FLUTE •In dying notes discovers • " • * The wofes of hopeless lovers, Whose...

Literary Leaves; Or, Prose and Verse Chiefly Written in India, Том 1

David Lester Richardson - 1840
...however, is a repetition of some lines in the first of the author's two Odes for St. Cecilia's Day. The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...thundering drum Cries hark ! the foes come; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat. These noisy lines are perhaps not in the best taste, and remind me of Pope's...

Literary leaves; or, Prose and verse chiefly written in India

David Lester Richardson - 1840
...however, is a repetition of some lines in the first of the author's two Odes for St. Cecilia's Day. The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...drum Cries hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat. These noisy lines are perhaps not in the best taste, and remind me of Pope's...




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