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" How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on ! With easy force it opens all the cells Where Memory... "
Poems: By William Cowper, ... In Two Volumes. ... - Side 229
av William Cowper - 1795
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1786 - 756 sider
...Conclufton. THE K. THE WINTER WALK AT NOON. ^ f~T\ HERE is in fouls a fympathy with founds, And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleas'd With melting...or grave. Some chord in unifon with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies. How foft the mufic of thofe village bells Falling at intervals...
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Poems, Volum 2

William Cowper - 1800 - 364 sider
...Conclupon. THE TASK. BOOK VI. THE WINTER WALK AT NOON. TH EKE is in fouls a fympathy with founds ; And, as the mind is pitch'd, the ear is pleas'd With melting airs, or martial, brilk, or grave i Some chord in unifon with what we hear Is touch' d within us, and the heart replies....
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Poems, Volum 2

William Cowper - 1800 - 438 sider
...pitch' d, the ear is pleas' d With melting airs, or martial, brisk, or grave: Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies. How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying...
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Poems, Volum 1

William Cowper - 1802 - 364 sider
...WALK AT NOON. THERE is in fouls a fympatfiy with founds, And as the mind is pitched the ear is pleafed With melting airs or martial, brifk or grave, Some chord in unifon with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies. How foft the mufic of thofe village bells, Falling at intervals...
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Poems, Volum 2

William Cowper - 1802 - 350 sider
...Conclusion. THE TASK. so OK n. THE WINTER WALK AT NOON. J. HERE is in souls a sympathy with sounds ; And, as the mind is pitch'd, the ear is pleas'd With melting airs, or martial, brisk, or grave : Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies....
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Poems of Established Reputation: To Wit: 1st. The Art of Preserving Health

1802 - 302 sider
...is pitch'd, the ear is plea*' With melting airs, or martial, brisk, or grave : Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies. 5 How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now...
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Poems,

William Cowper - 1803 - 386 sider
...WALK AT NOON. THERE is in fouls a fympathy with founds, And as the mind is pitched the ear is pleafed With melting airs or martial, brifk or grave, Some chord in unifon with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies. How foft the mufic of thofe village bells, Falling at intervals...
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Poems, Volum 2

William Cowper - 1805 - 376 sider
...pleafed With melting airs or martial, briflc or grave, Some chord in unifon with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies. How foft the mufic...intervals upon the ear In cadence fweet, now dying ill away, Now pealing loud again, and louder ftill, Clear and fonorous, as the gale comes on ! With...
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The Monthly Anthology, and Boston Review, Volum 5

Samuel Cooper Thacher, David Phineas Adams, William Emerson - 1808 - 702 sider
...is pitch'd, the car is pleas'd With melting airs, or martial, brisk, or grave : Some chord in unison with what we hear, Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies." COWPER. Second edition, im/iroved. Published according to act of Congress. Boston, Thomas & E. T. Andrews....
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The Task: A Poem. In Six Books

William Cowper - 1810 - 212 sider
...ispitch'd, the ear is pleas'd With melting airs, or martial, brisk, or grave : Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies. How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying...
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