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Of this solemn canon , used by way of grace or thanksgiving after dinner , the
Editor presumes to remark , that the learned Dr . Burney ( page 39 ,
Commemoration of G . F . Handel ) says , that the chorus of “ I will sing unto the
Lord , ” in the ...
Of this solemn canon , used by way of grace or thanksgiving after dinner , the
Editor presumes to remark , that the learned Dr . Burney ( page 39 ,
Commemoration of G . F . Handel ) says , that the chorus of “ I will sing unto the
Lord , ” in the ...
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It has been usual on some occasions to applaud , after singing this grace ; but the
breach , rather than the observance , of this custom might , it is thought , be more
decorus . “ Non nobis , Domine ! ” is a solemn act of thanksgiving , felt and ...
It has been usual on some occasions to applaud , after singing this grace ; but the
breach , rather than the observance , of this custom might , it is thought , be more
decorus . “ Non nobis , Domine ! ” is a solemn act of thanksgiving , felt and ...
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How wretched those who tasteless live . . . . . . 131 Hand in hand with fairy grace .
. . . . . . . . . . 132 Here my Chloe , charming maid . . . . . . . Hark ! bark ! ' tis a voice
from the tomb . . . . , 134 Hast thou left thy blue course in heav ' n . . 135 Here let ...
How wretched those who tasteless live . . . . . . 131 Hand in hand with fairy grace .
. . . . . . . . . . 132 Here my Chloe , charming maid . . . . . . . Hark ! bark ! ' tis a voice
from the tomb . . . . , 134 Hast thou left thy blue course in heav ' n . . 135 Here let ...
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Thy form has a resistless grace . . . . . . . . . Triumphant love , with roseate garlands
crown ' d . . . . . . 309 Tourne thee to thie shepster swayne . . ib . The cloud cap ' t
towers . . . . . 310 The Cyprian bird , with plaintive moan . . . . . . . . . . The blossom ...
Thy form has a resistless grace . . . . . . . . . Triumphant love , with roseate garlands
crown ' d . . . . . . 309 Tourne thee to thie shepster swayne . . ib . The cloud cap ' t
towers . . . . . 310 The Cyprian bird , with plaintive moan . . . . . . . . . . The blossom ...
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Performed at the Glee Club, the Catch Club, and Other Public Societies Richard
Clark. ANCHOR 5 ) STRAND CROWN & de n bir Glorious po hela att GLEES ,
MADRIGALS , & c . THE GRACE . CANON for Three Voices . W . BYRD , 1590 .
Performed at the Glee Club, the Catch Club, and Other Public Societies Richard
Clark. ANCHOR 5 ) STRAND CROWN & de n bir Glorious po hela att GLEES ,
MADRIGALS , & c . THE GRACE . CANON for Three Voices . W . BYRD , 1590 .
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Стр. 203 - 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.
Стр. 300 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Стр. 252 - Through swords, through seas, whither she would ride. Do but look on her eyes, they do light All that Love's world compriseth ! Do but look on her hair, it is bright As Love's star when it riseth...
Стр. 249 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Стр. 110 - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Стр. 209 - O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers ! Whence are thy beams, O sun ! thy everlasting light ! Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty ; the stars hide themselves in the sky ; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave ; but thou thyself movest aloive.
Стр. 270 - Some feelings are to mortals given, With less of earth in them than heaven ; And if there be a human tear From passion's dross refined and clear, A tear so limpid and so meek, It would not stain an angel's cheek, 'Tis that which pious fathers shed Upon a duteous daughter's head...
Стр. 71 - Drink to me, only, with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine ; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine : But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Стр. 218 - Eas'd of her load, subjection grows more light, And poverty looks cheerful in thy sight: Thou mak'st the gloomy face of nature gay, Giv'st beauty to the sun, and pleasure to the day.
Стр. 370 - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.