...makes the piano sing, and talk, and laugh, and cry; and he makes me laugh and cry, too. " And now 'tis like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And...an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute." Albites and Guion are both excellent pianists, but in the presence of Gottschalk they are like satellites...

...Coleridge's " Ancient Mariner :" " Sometimes adropping from the sky, I heard the sky-lark sing, And now all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air, With their sweet jargoning." Of belles there is no lack, either in numbers or variety — dancing belles, flirting belles, dumb...

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...which, from time to time burst from the spirits of the gale, recurred to my memory : " And now 'tis like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And...an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute." At the same moment a pale, silvery streak brightened the edge of a dark mass of clouds, and soon the...

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...Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seem'd to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargouing ! " And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And now it is an augel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. " It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...

...back again, Now mixed, now one by one. Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing ; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed...is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we...

...back again, Now mixed, now one by one. Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed...is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute. A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth...

...from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing ; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to 611 the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! And now...That makes the heavens be mute. It ceased ; yet still tho sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of...

...back again, Now mixed, now one by one. Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing ; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed...to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning 1 And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And now it is an angel's song, That...