 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 536 str.
...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...The double double double beat Of the thundering drum The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless lovers, Whose dirge is whispered... | |
 | Austin Barclay Fletcher - 1881 - 498 str.
...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...come ; Charge, charge ! 'tis too late to retreat." The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hapless lovers, Whose dirge is whispered... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 str.
...hollow of that shell That spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? in. nton wealth srray'd — In these, ere triflers half...decoy, The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy. Ye !" rv. The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woee of hopeless lovers, Whose dirge... | |
 | 1881 - 456 str.
...of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well. What passion cannot Music raise and quell ? III. The trumpet's loud clangor Excites us to arms With...foes come ; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat. IV. The sofi complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless lovers, Whose dirge is... | |
 | John Broadbent - 1973 - 364 str.
...spoke so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot music raise and quell! The trumpet's loud clangour Excites us to arms With shrill notes of anger And...come ! Charge! charge! 'tis too late to retreat.' The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless lovers, Whose dirge is whispered... | |
 | Birmingham central literary assoc - 1881 - 468 str.
...the different classes of musical instruments is finely distinguished — " The trumpets' loud clamour Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And...drum, Cries, hark ! the foes come ; Charge, charge I 'tis too late to retreat. The soft complaining flute In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless... | |
 | Ivan Fónagy - 1982 - 132 str.
...ripetizione dei monosillabi determina dissonanza a causa dell'inciampo prodotto dalle sillabe accentuate The double double double beat Of the thundering drum...foes come; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat! (John Dryden, A song for St. Cecilia's day) [II doppio doppio doppio battere Del tamburo tuonante Grida... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 str.
...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...The double double double beat Of the thundering drum 30 Cries "Hark, the foes come; Charge, charge, 'tis too late to retreat!" The soft complaining flute... | |
 | Derek Attridge - 1995 - 300 str.
...than as a moment of realistic engagement with the physical world: (11) The trumpet's loud clangour Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger, And mortal alarms . 4 The double double double beat Of the thundering drum Cries: "Hark! the foes come; Charge, charge,... | |
 | John Dryden - 2003 - 1024 str.
...so sweetly and so well. What passion cannot music raise the quell? Ill The trumpet's loud clangour Excites us to arms, With shrill notes of anger And...foes come: Charge, charge! 'tis too late to retreat.' IV The soft complaining flute, In dying notes discovers The woes of hopeless lovers; Whose dirge is... | |
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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! 
