Music in Song, from Chaucer to Tennyson: Being a Selection of Extracts Descriptive of the Power, Influences, and Effects of MusicGriffith & Farran, 1883 - 128 páginas |
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... , thou trees and stones canst teach , That when the air doth dance her finest measure , Then art thou born , the gods ' and men's sweet plea- sure . SIR J. DAVIES . OTH Clarius ' harp want strings , That not a 22 MUSIC IN SONG .
... , thou trees and stones canst teach , That when the air doth dance her finest measure , Then art thou born , the gods ' and men's sweet plea- sure . SIR J. DAVIES . OTH Clarius ' harp want strings , That not a 22 MUSIC IN SONG .
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... canst sever , From me this ill , And quickly still , Though thou not kill My fever . Fall on me like a silent dew , Or like those maiden showers , Which , by the peep of day , do strew A baptime o'er the flowers . Melt , melt my pains ...
... canst sever , From me this ill , And quickly still , Though thou not kill My fever . Fall on me like a silent dew , Or like those maiden showers , Which , by the peep of day , do strew A baptime o'er the flowers . Melt , melt my pains ...
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... To gloom or sadness thou canst suit The chords of thy delicious lute ; For every heart thou hast a tone , Rendering its sadness all thine own . A. A. WATTS . MUSIC ! miraculous art , that makes the poet's skill 60 MUSIC IN SONG .
... To gloom or sadness thou canst suit The chords of thy delicious lute ; For every heart thou hast a tone , Rendering its sadness all thine own . A. A. WATTS . MUSIC ! miraculous art , that makes the poet's skill 60 MUSIC IN SONG .
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... canst speak to the secrets of a man's heart as if by inspira- tion . Strike the lyre ! Lo ! our early love , our treasured hate , our withered joy , our flattering hope ! And , lastly , by the mysterious melodies thou canst recall man ...
... canst speak to the secrets of a man's heart as if by inspira- tion . Strike the lyre ! Lo ! our early love , our treasured hate , our withered joy , our flattering hope ! And , lastly , by the mysterious melodies thou canst recall man ...
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... of the soul - and then it broke . O Lord , make haste ! for it is Thou alone canst string With Thine own hand this riven heart that it may sing . C. FRY . OLY be the lay which mourning soothes the mourner on MUSIC IN SONG . 103.
... of the soul - and then it broke . O Lord , make haste ! for it is Thou alone canst string With Thine own hand this riven heart that it may sing . C. FRY . OLY be the lay which mourning soothes the mourner on MUSIC IN SONG . 103.
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A. C. SWINBURNE ABSTRACT MUSIC Æolian ANDREW MARVELL angels beautiful bliss breath breath of heaven breeze bright Cecilia charms CHAUCER chime chords D. G. ROSSETTI deep delight divine doth E. B. BROWNING earth echoes emotions eyes feeling floated flowers flute GEORGE ELIOT grief harmony harp hath hear heard heart heaven heavenly human Hush instrument JEAN INGELOW Jubal light listen living LORD BEACONSFIELD loud lute marvellous melody melt mind mingled MUSIC IN SONG musician mute never notes numbers o'er Orpheus P. B. SHELLEY passion perfect played poet Poetry praise rapture ravished sang SHAKESPERE shell silence sing soar soft solemn soothe soul sphere spirit stir strain Strike the lyre strings sweet Music sweet sounds sweeter sweetest swell TENNYSON thee thine things thought thro Timotheus tones touch trembling tune USIC violin voice W. B. PHILPOT wakes wind wings words
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Página 29 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the base of Heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Página 60 - 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...
Página 35 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies : She drew an angel down.
Página 21 - 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.
Página 66 - Sorrow is hard to bear, and doubt is slow to clear, Each sufferer says his say, his scheme of the weal and woe: But God has a few of us whom he whispers in the ear; The rest may reason and welcome: 'tis we musicians know.
Página 54 - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
Página 65 - 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. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard...
Página 22 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Página 26 - 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 ; 6 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...
Página 44 - In varying cadence, soft or strong, He swept the sounding chords along : The present scene, the future lot, His toils, his wants, were all forgot : Cold diffidence, and age's frost, In the full tide of song were lost ; Each blank, in faithless memory void, The poet's glowing thought supplied ; And, while his harp responsive rung, 'Twas thus the LATEST MINSTREL sung.