Index — Chapter MOUTH <i>to</i> MUSIC (Part 3 of 3)

The breath of flowers is farre sweeter in the aire (where it comes and goes like the warbling of musick) than in the hand.

Lord Bacon.—Essay on Gardening.

There’s music in the sighing of a reed;
There’s music in the gushing of a rill;
There’s music in all things, if men had ears.

Byron.—Don Juan, Canto XV. Stanza 5.

MUSIC.—O, pleasant is the welcome kiss
When day’s dull round is o’er;
And sweet the music of the step
That meets us at the door.

J. R. Drake.

There’s music in the dawning morn,
There’s music on the twilight cloud,
There’s music in the depth of night,
When the world is still and dim,
And the stars flame out in the pomp of light,
Like thrones of the cherubim!

Hone.—Everyday Book, Vol I. Page 1142. Verse 9.

Music of the spheres.

Shakespeare.—Pericles, Act V. Scene 1.

It will discourse most excellent music.

Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act III. Scene 2.

The stormy music of the drum.

Campbell.—Pleasures of Hope.

I was all ear,
And took in strains that might create a soul
Under the ribs of death.

Milton.—Comus, Scene I. Line 560.

In notes by distance made more sweet.

Collins.—Ode on the Passions, Line 60.

Sweetest melodies,
Are those that are by distance made more sweet.

Wordsworth.

Where gripinage grefes the hart would wounde,
And dolefulle dumps the mynde oppresse,
There musicke with her silver-sound
With spede is wont to send redresse:
Of trobled mynds, in every sore,
Swete musicke hath a salve in store.

Richard Edwards.—1 Percy Reliques, Book II. Page 199.

When Music, heavenly maid, was young,
While yet in early Greece she sung,
The Passions oft, to hear her shell,
Thronged around her magic cell.

Collins.—Ode on the Passions.