 | English poetry - 1857 - 334 páginas
...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;...destroying, If the world be worth thy winning, Think, oh think it worth enjoying ! Lovely Thai's sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee. The... | |
 | Charles William Smith (professor of elocution.) - 1857 - 338 páginas
...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...destroying : If the world be worth thy winning, Think, oh think it worth enjoying ! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee. The... | |
 | Richard Greene Parker - 1857 - 152 páginas
...sweet, in Lydian measures, changed to Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. lively.] Remonstrance. War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an...still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying. 792. Request. If the world be worth thy winning, Think, oh think it worth enjoying! Admiration. Lovely... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1858 - 594 páginas
...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...thee. The many rend the skies with loud applause; S0 love was crown'd, but music won the cause. • The prince, unable to conceal his pain. Gazed on... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 páginas
...SeCV-2 Alexander's Feast; or, The Power of Music 5 Softly sweet in Lydian measures Soon he soothed his s they cannot feel, That with a seeming heart their...speak; And in their show of life more dead they live (1. 97-106) ACP; FaPoR; FiP; GN; GTBS-P; GTBS; LiTB; NAEL-1; NOBE; OAEL-1; OBS; SeCV-2; TrGrPo; WiR... | |
 | John Dryden - 2003 - 1024 páginas
...soothed his soul to pleasures: War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; too Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and...many rend the skies with loud applause; So love was crowned, but music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gazed on the fair, no Who... | |
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Think, O think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee! 
