In hollow murmurs died away.
-- William Collins (1720-1756)
-- The Passions, Line 68
-- William Collins (1720-1756)
-- The Passions, Line 68
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- Fill'd with fury, rapt, inspired.
-- William Collins (1720-1756)
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The Passions, Line... - T was sad by fits, by starts 't was wild.
-- William Collins (1720-1756)
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The Passions, Line... - In notes by distance made more sweet.
-- William Collins (1720-1756)
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The Passions, Line... - O Music! sphere-descended maid,
Friend of Pleasure,
Wisdom's aid! -- William Collins (1720-1756) -- The... - When Music, heavenly maid, was young,
While yet in early Greece she sung.
William Collins (1720-1756) -- The Passions, Line... - Fate sits on these dark battlements and frowns,
And as the portal opens to receive me,
A voice in hollow murmurs through the courts Tells... - Well may your hearts believe the truths I tell:
'T is virtue makes the bliss,
where'er we dwell. -- William Collins (1720-1756)... - In numbers warmly pure and sweetly strong.
-- William Collins (1720-1756)
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Ode to... - In yonder grave a Druid lies.
-- William Collins (1720-1756)
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Death of...
