16. He hears, alas! no music of the spheres, 17. In fact he has no singing education, BYRON'S Don Juan. An ignorant, noteless, timeless, tuneless fellow. BYRON'S Don Juan. 18. The brazen trump, the spirit-stirring drum, That bids the foe defiance ere they come. BYRON'S Curse of Minerva. rock and tree, 19. The dying night-breeze harping o'er the hills, 20. With echo for their chorus. Her deep and thrilling song Seem'd with its piercing melody to reach The soul, and in mysterious unison BYRON'S Island. Blend with all thoughts of gentleness and love. 21. The bird retains his silver note, Though bondage chains his wing; 22. Voices of melting tenderness, that blend SOUTHEY. J. H. BAYLY. J. G. PERCIVAL. 23. Who loves not music still may pause to hark 24. Divine interpreter thou art, Oh Song! To thee all secrets of all hearts belong! The New Timon. The New Timon. 418 MUSIC-SINGING. 25. See to the desk Apollo's sons repair: Swift rides the rosin o'er the horse's hair; 26. In unison their various tones to tune, Murmurs the hautboy; growls the hoarse bassoon; Such sweet, such melting strains! Their soft harmonious cadence rises now, Methodist Protestant. 27. How sweetly sounds each mellow note Beneath the moon's pale ray, When dying zephyrs rise and float Like lovers' sighs away! MRS. AMELIA B. WELBY. 28. And, as thy bright lips sung, they caught So beautiful a ray, That, as I gaz'd, I almost thought The spirit of thy lay Had left, while melting in the air, MRS. AMELIA B. WELBY. 29. Orpheus himself might hang his lyre J. T. WATSON. NAME. 1. What's in a name? That, which we call a rose, By any other name would smell as sweet. SHAKSPEARE. 2. Brutus and Cæsar: what should be in Cæsar? 3. What's in the name of lord, that I should fear To bring my grievance to the public ear? 4. Think not a coronet can hide SHAKSPEARE. CHURCHILL. GAY's Fables. 5. Who dares name guilt, and with it Pearcy's name? 6. O Amos Cottle! Phœbus! what a name To fill the sounding trump of future fame! The Tailors. BYRON'S English Bards, &c. 7. I have a passion for the name of " Mary," 8. Appealing, by the magic of its name, To gentle feelings, and affections kept Within the heart, like gold. BYRON'S Don Juan. MISS L. E. LANDON. 9. Though the rose would be sweet were it not call'd a rose- NATURE. 1. How mean the order and perfection sought 2. Nature hath nothing made so base, but can Read some instruction to the wisest man. 3. First follow nature, and your judgment frame PRIOR. ALEYN. POPE'S Essay on Criticism. 4. Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks thro' nature up to nature's God. POPE'S Essay on Man. 5. Yes! let the rich deride, the proud disdain GOLDSMITH'S Deserted Village. 6. By forms unfashion'd, fresh from nature's hand. GOLDSMITH. 7. Spontaneous joys, where nature has its play, The soul adopts, and owns their first-born sway. 8. Even from the tomb the voice of nature cries; Even in our ashes live our wonted fires. 9. The daily labours of the bee 10. Pride often guides the author's pen, 11. The sounding cataract GOLDSMITH. GRAY'S Elegy. GAY's Fables. GAY'S Fables. Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock, An appetite, a feeling, and a love. WORDSWORTH. |