 | British anthology - 1824 - 460 pages
...sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble,...the gods provide thee. The many rend the skies with lond applanse : So Love was crown'd, but Music won the canse. The prince, unable to conceal his pain,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1825 - 600 pages
...sound, to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd hts [ _ | 5 y ] _ ͛ M[ ^~u uO]y G o ˷ = ھ[.knY < η... } c ^ J | ϳ = ? _ = [/ mw k ~ erown'd, but Musie won the eause. The prinee, unable to eoneeal his pain, Gaz'd on the fair Who eaus'd... | |
 | William Scott - Diccion - 1825 - 382 pages
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasure*, War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble ; Never ending, still beginning, _ Fighting still, and still destroying. If the world be worth thy winning. Think, oh, think it worth... | |
 | English poetry - 1826 - 310 pages
...sound to move, Forpity melts the mind to love. SofHy sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures : War, he sung, is toil and trouble,...many rend the skies with loud applause : So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause ; The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gaz'd on the fair, Who caus'd... | |
 | John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 pages
...sound to move ; For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble:...destroying If the world be worth thy winning; Think, Oh think ft worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee ! The... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1826 - 840 pages
...the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures, "•f, ne sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble ; Never ending, still beginning, Fifthting still, and still destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O think, it worth... | |
 | Richard Polwhele - England - 1826 - 390 pages
...your character. much of the ballad species ; and as being too remote from the lyric genius ; such as " War, he sung, is toil and trouble, Honour but an empty bubble, &c." " With ravish'd ears The monarch hears, &c." The repetition of " Fall'n, fall'n, fall'n, fall'n,... | |
 | Richard Polwhele - England - 1826
...your character. much of the ballad species ; and as being too remote from the lyric genius ; such as " War, he sung, is toil and trouble, Honour but an empty bubble, &c." " With ravish'd ears The monarch hears, &c." The repetition of " Fall'n, fall'n, fell'n, fall'n,... | |
 | Early English newspapers - 1826 - 748 pages
...partaking too much of the ballad species; and as being too remote from the lyric genius ; such as " War, he sung, is toil and trouble, Honour but an empty bubble, &c." " With ravish'd ears The monarch hears, &c." The repetition of " Fall'n, fall'n, fall'n, fall'n,... | |
 | William Enfield - Elocution - 1827 - 412 pages
...sound to move ; For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures : War, he sung, is toil and trouble...many rend the skies with loud applause ; So love was crown'd, but music won the cause. The prince unable to conceal his pain, Gaz'd on the fair Who caus'd... | |
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Twas but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble... 
