 | English poetry - 1814 - 310 pages
...lively pipe his hand address'd ; But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best : They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw, in Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel... | |
 | British poets - Classical poetry - 1822 - 270 pages
...lively pipe his hand address'd : But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best: They would have thought who heard the strain They saw, in Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel... | |
 | John Pierpont - Recitations - 1823 - 492 pages
...pipe his hand addressed — But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best They would have thought who heard the strain, They saw in Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal-sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - Elocution - 1830 - 364 pages
...lively pipe his hand addressed ; But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose_ sweet entrancing voice he loved the best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw, in Tempe's vale, her native maids, To some unwearied minstrel dancing ; While, as his flying... | |
 | Robert Chambers - American literature - 1830 - 844 pages
...lively pipe bis hand addressed ; But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice the style and diction of Macpherson, which have a broken abrupt a They saw, in Temple's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal-sounding shades, To some unwearied... | |
 | Anniversary calendar - 1832 - 600 pages
...lively pipe his huud addrest : But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best. They would have thought who heard the strain, They saw in Tempe's vale her native maidi, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 pages
...lively pipe his hand addressed ; But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best. They would have thought, who heard the strain, They saw, in Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amid the festal-sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - American poetry - 1832 - 1022 pages
...lively pipe his hand addrest; But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best; They would have thought who heard the strain They saw, in Tempo's vale, her native maids. Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel... | |
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But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best... 
