The Music Lovers' TreasuryHelen Philbrook Patten D. Estes, 1905 - 223 sidor |
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... earth for heaven ! Grand Chorus As from the power of sacred lays The spheres began to move , And sung the great Creator's praise To all the blest above ; So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour , The ...
... earth for heaven ! Grand Chorus As from the power of sacred lays The spheres began to move , And sung the great Creator's praise To all the blest above ; So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour , The ...
Sida 23
... Earth with undiscording voice May rightly answer that melodious noise ; As once we did , till disproportion'd sin Jarr'd against nature's chime , and with harsh din Broke the fair music that all creatures made To their great Lord ...
... Earth with undiscording voice May rightly answer that melodious noise ; As once we did , till disproportion'd sin Jarr'd against nature's chime , and with harsh din Broke the fair music that all creatures made To their great Lord ...
Sida 29
... Earth defied Chang'd his hand , and check'd his pride . He chose a mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse : He sung Darius great and good , By too severe a fate , Fallen , fallen , fallen , fallen , Fallen from his high estate , And welt ...
... Earth defied Chang'd his hand , and check'd his pride . He chose a mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse : He sung Darius great and good , By too severe a fate , Fallen , fallen , fallen , fallen , Fallen from his high estate , And welt ...
Sida 33
... earth None can be found of greater worth Than those that have their source in me , Singing with sweetest melody . There is no room for evil mood Where friends are singing , true and good : Far off recedes the keenest pain , Nor envy ...
... earth None can be found of greater worth Than those that have their source in me , Singing with sweetest melody . There is no room for evil mood Where friends are singing , true and good : Far off recedes the keenest pain , Nor envy ...
Sida 34
... earth and sky's alive with wings , With ceaseless song the welkin rings ; And first the nightingale is there , Making all joyous everywhere , Singing aloud her lovely song , - To her the thanks of all belong . Yet much more thank we ...
... earth and sky's alive with wings , With ceaseless song the welkin rings ; And first the nightingale is there , Making all joyous everywhere , Singing aloud her lovely song , - To her the thanks of all belong . Yet much more thank we ...
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23rd STREET CIRCULATING angel Beethoven bird BRANCH 228 EAST breast breath Celia Thaxter charm chords dance dear delight divine doth dream dying earth EAST 23rd STREET echoes enchanted EPIPHANY BRANCH 228 Eurydice eyes faint fingers floats flowers flute golden Hark harmony harp hath hear heard heart heaven heavenly Kreisler plays light lips listening loud lover lute Lute-player lyre Margaret Fuller Ossoli melody mighty Nathan Haskell Dole night notes numbers o'er once Orpheus pain painting passion peal Percy Bysshe Shelley Philip Bourke Marston pipe poet praise rapture Richard Burton Richard Watson Gilder Robert Herrick round sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars stirred strain STREET CIRCULATING DEPARTMENT strings sung sweet swell tears thee thine thou thoughts thrill tone touch trembling tune violins voice wake wandering waves wild William Shakespeare wind wings
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Sida 94 - For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?
Sida 164 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good, shall exist ; Not its semblance, but itself ; no beauty, nor good, nor power • Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour.
Sida 46 - THERE is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
Sida 30 - The princes applaud with a furious joy: And the King seized a flambeau with zeal to destroy; Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen, fired another Troy!
Sida 154 - O the one life within us and abroad, Which meets all motion and becomes its soul, A light in sound, a sound-like power in light Rhythm in all thought, and joyance everywhere...
Sida 37 - Music the fiercest grief can. charm, And Fate's severest rage disarm ; Music can soften pain to ease, And make despair and madness please : Our joys below it can improve, And antedate the bliss above. This the divine Cecilia found, And to her Maker's praise confin'd the sound. When the full organ joins the tuneful quire, Th...
Sida 38 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung : as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Sida 14 - If music and sweet poetry agree, As they must needs, the sister and the brother, Then must the love be great "twixt thee and me, Because thou lov'st the one, and I the other. Dowland to thee is dear, whose heavenly touch Upon the lute doth ravish human sense ; Spenser to me, whose deep conceit is such As, passing all conceit, needs no defence. Thou lov'st to hear the sweet melodious sound That Phoebus...
Sida 41 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Sida 118 - Piper, sit thee down and write In a book that all may read." So he vanished from my sight; And I plucked a hollow reed, And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every child may joy to hear.