 | John William Stanhope Hows - English poetry - 1866 - 546 pages
...cannot Music raise and quell ? The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, Wan shrill notes of anger The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries, " Hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat !" The soft complaining fluie In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1867 - 478 pages
...hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot music raise and quell? 4. The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...drum, Cries, " Hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge ! 'tis too late to retreat." 6. The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hapless... | |
 | John Dryden - 1867 - 445 pages
...hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell I xn. The trumpet's loud clangor * Excites us to arms, With...double double beat Of the thundering drum " Cries, hark I the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too lato to retreat. The soft complaining flute In dying notes... | |
 | John Dudley Philbrick - Readers - 1868 - 588 pages
...hollow of that shell That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...discovers The woes of hopeless lovers, Whose dirge is whispered by the warbling lute. Sharp violins proclaim Their jealous pangs and desperation, Fury, frantic... | |
 | Class-book - Literature - 1869 - 324 pages
...hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Muaic raise and quell ? 3. The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...drum Cries : Hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat. 4. The soft complaining flute In dying notes, discovers The woes of hopeless... | |
 | John Dryden - English poetry - 1869 - 524 pages
...hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well. What' passion cannot Music raise and quell ? The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...beat Of the thundering drum Cries, hark ! the foes some ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat. The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers... | |
 | John Dryden - English poetry - 1869 - 524 pages
...double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries, hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat. The soft complaining flute In...discovers The woes of hopeless lovers, • Whose dirge ia whisper'd by the warbling lute. r Sharp violins proclaim Their jealous pangs, and desperation, Fury,... | |
 | English poems - 1870 - 672 pages
...hollow of that shell That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...drum Cries " Hark ! the foes come : Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat!' The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless... | |
 | Francis Jacox - 1871
...no disgust is felt by the general ear. t Dryden is not careful to favour any such superstition : ' ' The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms, With...double double double beat Of the thundering drum," etc. we have seen him fain to keep asunder: "Sneereth* the trumpet, and stampeth the drum." In his... | |
 | John Dryden - English poetry - 1897 - 662 pages
...trie TIiunder"ing drum ^ 30 CrteSj hark I th^ fifes mine ; Charge, cHarge, 'tis ftk>Tate to retreat. 4 The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless lovers, 35 Whose dirge is whispered by the warbling lute. 5 Sharp violins proclaim Their jealous pangs and... | |
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Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell? 
