![](http://google.cat/books/content?id=a-dsCRGPrSEC&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | John Bell - English poetry - 1777 - 644 pages
...Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War. he sung, is toil and trouble, "ur hut an empty hubble i Never ending, still beginning. Fighting still, and...many rend the skies with loud applause : So love was crown'd, hut music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gaz'd on the fair Who caus'd... | |
![](http://google.cat/books/content?id=qOkSAAAAIAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | English poetry - 1801 - 416 pages
...sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love, Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble,...Think, O think it worth enjoying. Lovely Thais sits besides thee; Take the good the Gods provide thee. The many rend the skies with loud applause : So... | |
![](http://google.cat/books/content?id=cPw0AAAAMAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | David Humphreys - United States - 1804 - 440 pages
...with a Bacchanal sound; Softly sweet, in Lydlan measures, Soon he sooth 'd his soul to pleasures, f War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour but an...many rend the skies with loud applause, So love was crown'd, but music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gaz'd on his fair, Who caus'd... | |
![](http://google.cat/books/content?id=QbAIAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 pages
...sound to move ; For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures : War he sung is toil and trouble...Lovely Thais sits beside thee , Take the good the gads provide thee.— — The many rend the skies with loud applause; So Love was crown'd , but Music... | |
![](http://google.cat/books/content?id=b9cTAAAAYAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5) | John Dryden - 1805 - 10 pages
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![](http://google.cat/books/content?id=bH8YAAAAYAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | English poetry - 1806 - 408 pages
...sound to move ; For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble...winning, Think, O, think it worth enjoying ! Lovely Thai's sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee. The many rend the skies with loud applause... | |
![](http://google.cat/books/content?id=BwAGAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Albin-Joseph-Ulpien Hennet - English poetry - 1806 - 456 pages
...la tendresse, La pitié dispose à l'amour. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures , Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble...thy winning Think, o think it worth enjoying. Lovely Thaïs sits beside thee. Take the good the Gods provide thee. The many rend the skies with loud applause.... | |
![](http://google.cat/books/content?id=e7IDAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | E Tomkins - 1806 - 280 pages
...still destroying: If the world be worth thy winning, Think, O, think it worth enjoying! Lovely Thai's sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee.—...many rend the skies with loud applause. So love was crown'd, hut music won the cause. Tin' prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gaz'd on the fair Who caus'd... | |
![](http://google.cat/books/content?id=MxsFAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | Albin Joseph U. Hennet - 1806 - 458 pages
...still destroying , If the world be worth thy winning Think , o think it worth enjoying. Lovely Thaïs sits beside thee. Take the good the Gods provide thee....many rend the skies with loud applause. So love was crown'd , but music won the cause. The Prince , unable to conceal his pain , Gaz'd on the fair "Who... | |
![](http://google.cat/books/content?id=NrUDAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl) | John Bell - 1807 - 458 pages
...still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying : If the world fee worth thy winniiig, Thing, O think it worth enjoying. Lovely Thais sits beside...many rend the skies with loud applause : So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause. 1 he prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gaz'd on the fair Who caus'd... | |
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