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Poems: By William Cowper, ... In Two Volumes. ... - Page 229
by William Cowper - 1795
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The Class Book of Poetry

Class-book - Poetry - 1852 - 152 pages
...pleased With melting airs or martial, brisk or grave : A WINTEH WALK AT NOON. 103 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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THE USE OF THE BODY IN RELATION TO THE MIND

GEORGE MOORE - 1852 - 466 pages
...souls a sympathy with sounds ; And as the mind is pitch'd, the ear is pleased ; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies." — COMTEK. Delicacy of perception, a kind of intuitive appreciation of tones and vocal expression,...
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The Use of the Body in Relation to the Mind

George Moore - Mind and body - 1852 - 428 pages
...souls a sympathy with sounds ; And as the mind is pitch'd, the ear is pleased ; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies." — COWPEE. Delicacy of perception, a kind of intuitive appreciation of tones and vocal expression,...
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The poetical works of William Cowper, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1853 - 522 pages
...""~"~ ~ — it ^HERE is in fouls a fympathy with founds ; And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleafed With melting airs, or martial, brifk, or grave : Some...dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder flill, Clear and fonorous, as the gale comes on ! With eafy force it opens all the cells Where Memory...
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Poems

William Cowper - Authors, English - 1853 - 800 pages
...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, How soft the musick of* those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear tn cadence sweet, now dying...
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The History of English Literature: With an Outline of the Origin and Growth ...

William Spalding - English language - 1853 - 446 pages
...mind is pitch'd, the ear is pleased 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

William Cowper - 1854 - 806 pages
...vindicated from the charge of usolessness—Conclusion. THERE 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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The poetical works of William Cowper, with life ..., Page 100, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1854 - 458 pages
...mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased 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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The History of English Literature: With an Outline of the Origin and Growth ...

William Spalding - English literature - 1854 - 446 pages
...mind is pitch'd, the ear is pleased 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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The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volume 2

William Cowper - Poetry - 1854 - 488 pages
...mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased 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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