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" Twas but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble... "
The Gentleman's Magazine - Page 245
1826
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Choice Poems and Lyrics

Choice poems - American poetry - 1862 - 317 pages
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble, Honour but an empty bubble, Never ending, still beginning ; Fighting still, and still destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning,...
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Gleanings from the English poets, Chaucer to Tennyson, with biogr. notices ...

English poets - 1862
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures ; War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble ; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning,...
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Readings from the best authors, ed. by A.H. Bryce, Issue 10

Archibald Hamilton Bryce - 1862 - 331 pages
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures: War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying. If the world be worth thy winning,...
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An index to familiar quotations selected principally from British authors ...

John Cooper Grocott - 1863
...pleasures are ; Now good, or bad, 'tis but the chance of war. SHAESPERE. — Troilus and Cress., Prologue. War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour, but an empty bubble; DRTDEN. — Alexander's Feast, Verse 5. My voice is still for war. ADDISON. — Cato, Act II. Scene...
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Favourite English Poems: Chaucer to Pope, 1350-1700

English poetry - 1863
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures ; War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble ; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning,...
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Early English poems, Chaucer to Pope

English poems - 1863
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures ; War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble ; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning,...
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Choice specimens of English literature, selected and arranged by T.B. Shaw ...

Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydiau measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour, but an empty bubble ; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning,...
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Chambers's readings in English poetry

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures ; War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble ; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning,...
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Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - English poetry - 1866 - 546 pages
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble, Honour but an empty bubble, Never ending, still beginning ; Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning,...
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The advanced lesson book, by E.T. Stevens and C. Hole

Edward Thomas Stevens - 1866
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures, War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble ; Never etiding, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning,...
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