The Quarterly Musical Magazine and Review, Հատոր 1Baldwin, Craddock, and Joy, 1818 |
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... equal benefit to your readers . I shall here , to render the subject more clear and intelligible , insert the several passages to which I object , following them imme- diately with an enumeration of the particular objections , to which ...
... equal benefit to your readers . I shall here , to render the subject more clear and intelligible , insert the several passages to which I object , following them imme- diately with an enumeration of the particular objections , to which ...
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... equal to that between three semitones . For supposing , as is the fact in the key of A minor , that the sixth is the natural F ; if G the seventh were sharp , there would , in fact , be the two semitones , F sharp and G natural ...
... equal to that between three semitones . For supposing , as is the fact in the key of A minor , that the sixth is the natural F ; if G the seventh were sharp , there would , in fact , be the two semitones , F sharp and G natural ...
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... equal parts ; for it consists of two whole tones , and a semitone ; two whole tones and a semitone ; and two whole tones , thus : A - B - C - DE - FG- -G - A . The semitones , therefore , are the third and the sixth notes ; and , as the ...
... equal parts ; for it consists of two whole tones , and a semitone ; two whole tones and a semitone ; and two whole tones , thus : A - B - C - DE - FG- -G - A . The semitones , therefore , are the third and the sixth notes ; and , as the ...
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... equal to the task , they awaken the noblest and best feelings of humanity . They produce in us a reverential awe for the power which they celebrate while they elevate the soul into adoration and thanksgiving . But , alas ! these ...
... equal to the task , they awaken the noblest and best feelings of humanity . They produce in us a reverential awe for the power which they celebrate while they elevate the soul into adoration and thanksgiving . But , alas ! these ...
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... equal , and her expression , especially of Handel's pathetic airs , matchless . She was not confined to the Soprano , for she sung the Contralto songs " He was despised , " and " Return O God of hosts , " with such feeling and ...
... equal , and her expression , especially of Handel's pathetic airs , matchless . She was not confined to the Soprano , for she sung the Contralto songs " He was despised , " and " Return O God of hosts , " with such feeling and ...
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Էջ 384 - When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. So grant me, GOD, from every care And stain of passion free, Aloft, through Virtue's purer air, To hold my course to Thee ! No sin to cloud, no lure to stay My Soul, as home she springs ; — Thy Sunshine on her joyful way, Thy Freedom in her wings ! FALLEN IS THY THRONE.
Էջ 529 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each.
Էջ 175 - Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence; How sweetly did they float upon the wings Of silence, through the empty-vaulted night At every fall smoothing the raven down Of Darkness till it smiled...
Էջ 294 - I HAVE observed, that a reader seldom peruses a book with pleasure, till he knows whether the writer of it be a black or a fair man, of a mild or choleric disposition, married or a bachelor, with other particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an author.
Էջ 175 - And in sweet madness robb'd it of itself; But such a sacred, and home-felt delight, Such sober certainty of waking bliss I never heard till now.
Էջ 382 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come; but keep thy wonted state, With even step, and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Էջ 224 - What passion cannot Music raise and quell? When Jubal struck the chorded shell, His listening brethren stood around, And, wondering, on their faces fell To worship that celestial sound. Less than a god they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly, and so well.
Էջ 454 - There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle; Each one the holy vault doth hold— But the sea holds lovely Rosabelle. And each St Clair was buried there, With candle, with book, and with knell ; But the sea-caves rung, and the wild winds sung, The dirge of lovely Rosabelle ! XXIV.
Էջ 454 - Tis not because the ring they ride, And Lindesay at the ring rides well, But that my sire the wine will chide, If 'tis not filled by Rosabelle.
Էջ 383 - As down in the sunless retreats of the Ocean, Sweet flowers are springing no mortal can see, So, deep in my soul the still prayer of devotion, Unheard by the world, rises silent to Thee, My GOD!