 | Epes Sargent - 1857 - Počet stránok 490
...hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot music raise and quell ! 4. The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...come ; Charge, charge ! 't is too late to retreat." 5. The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hapless lovers, Whose dirge is whispered... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1857 - Počet stránok 428
...spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot music raise and quell ? 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. The soft complaining flute, In dying notes discovers The woes of hapless... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1857 - Počet stránok 488
...cannot music raise and quell ? 4. The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With .- ! 1 1 • i 1 1 notes of anger, And mortal alarms. The double, double,...come ; Charge, charge ! 't is too late to retreat." 5. The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hapless lovers, Whose dirge is whispered... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1858 - Počet stránok 516
...hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion can not 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 hapless... | |
 | Henry Coppée - 1859 - Počet stránok 380
...there is no more striking illustration of the adaptation of sound to sense, than the following : — "The trumpet's loud clangor, Excites us to arms, With...drum, Cries, Hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat." As a very successful attempt in this study of Harmony, we may cite Poe's... | |
 | John Dryden - 1859 - Počet stránok 480
...that shell, [dwell That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? HI. The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And mortal alarms. The douhle douhle douhle heat Of the thundering drum Cries, hark ! the foes come ; Charge, Charge, 't is... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - Počet stránok 356
...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 woes of homeless lovers, Whose dirge is whisper'd by the warbling lute.... | |
 | James Fleming - 1863 - Počet stránok 404
...spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? 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" The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless... | |
 | James Fleming - 1866 - Počet stránok 382
...spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell '? 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." The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - Počet stránok 574
...cannot Music raise and quell ? The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, Wan shrill notes of anger The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries, " Hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat !" The soft complaining fluie In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless... | |
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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? 
