...mitigates the harshest clime. Song lifts the languid oar, And bids it aptly fall, with chime WORDSWORTH. Music, oh, how faint, how weak! Language fades before thy spell: Why should feeling ever speak, NATURE. When thou canst breathe-her soul so well ? T. MOORE. Unerring nature, still divinely bright,...

...flowers have sunk in death ; So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in music's breath. Music ! oh, how faint, how weak, Language fades before...ever speak When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign ; Love's are e'en more false than they; Oh 'tis only music's strain...

...death ; So when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath. Music ! O how faiiit, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should...ever speak When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are ev'n more false than they ; Oh 'tis only Music's strain...

..."Dublin Evening Mail.'") The sweetest poet that ever sung says — " Music— Oh .' how faint, bow weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should feeling ever speak, When thou canlt breathe her foul so well t " Thus the blessed influences of tho divinest of the arts were nobly...

...those sounds again ! MOORK. Music ! Oh, how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! vVhy should feeling ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may pain, Love's are e'en more false than they — Oh! 'tis only music's...

...sunk in death ; So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath. Music — O, how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell...ever speak When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign ; Love's are even more false than they. O, 'tis only Music's strain...

...flowers have sunk in death ; So, when pleasure's dream is gone, It's memory lives in Music's breath ! " Music !—oh ! how faint, how weak, Language fades...ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are even more false than they; Oh ! 'tis only Music's...

...flowers have sunk in death ; So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath. Music ! oh, how faint, how weak, Language fades before...ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well ? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's arc even more false than they ; Oil I 'tis only Music's...

...soothes the spirit all to love." While Moore thus says of the soothing influence of music ; — " Mu ic ! oh, how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy...ever speak When thou canst breathe her soul so well I Friendship's balmy words may feign — Love's are even more false than they ; Oh ! 'tis only music's...

...flow'rs have sunk in death ; So, when pleasure's dream is gone, T|R mem'rv lives in Music's breath. 3 Music, oh how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell ! Why should Feeling ever »peak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are ev'n...