 | 1872 - 900 pàgines
...hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? е, And then dreams he of smelling oat a suit ; And...Tickling a parson's nose as 'a lies asleep, Then dreams Ч is too late to retreat. The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless... | |
 | School board readers - 1872 - 328 pàgines
...cannot Music raise and quell ? Whatpassion cannot Music raise and quell ? The trumpet's loud clangour Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And...thundering 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... | |
 | Francis Jacox - 1872 - 348 pàgines
...no disgust is felt by the general ear. t Dryden is not careful to favour any such superstition : " The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...double double double beat Of the thundering drum," etc. we have seen him fain to keep asunder : " Sneereth* the trumpet, and stampeth the drum." In his... | |
 | Lewis Baxter Monroe - 1872 - 418 pàgines
...trumpets ; some are sweet as children's talk ; others rich as a mother's answering back. 2. A DRUM. The double, double, double beat Of the thundering...come : Charge, charge ! 't is too late to retreat. 3. WAR AND PEACE. The brazen throat of war had ceased to roar, All now was turned to jollity and game.... | |
 | John Wesley Hales - 1872 - 552 pàgines
...so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell? 3. The trumpets loud clangor 2c, Excites us to arms With shrill notes of anger And...The double double double beat Of the thundering drum -o Cries, heark : the foes come ! Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat ! 4The soft complaining... | |
 | Lewis Baxter Monroe - 1872 - 432 pàgines
...trumpets ; some are sweet as children's talk ; others rich as a mother's answering back. 2. A DRUM. The double, double, double beat Of the thundering drum Cries, Hark ! the foes come : Charge, charge! 'tis too late to retreat. 3. WAR AND PEACE. The bra/.en throat of war had ceased to roar, All now was... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 906 pàgines
...hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? }4 dram Cries, hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, Ч is too late to retreat. The soft complaining... | |
 | John Dryden - 1874 - 740 pàgines
...spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? 3 The trumpet's loud clangour Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And...drum Cries, hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge ! 'tis too late to retreat. 4 The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1875 - 560 pàgines
...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...discovers The woes of hopeless lovers, Whose dirge is whispered by the warbling lute. Sharp violins proclaim Their jealous pangs, and desperation, Fury,... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1875 - 356 pàgines
...sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? The trumpet's loud clangor Kxcites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger And mortal...drum Cries ' Hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat 1' The woes of hopeless lovers, Whose dirge is whisper'd by the warbling lute.... | |
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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? 
