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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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Poetical Quotations from Chaucer to Tennyson: With Copious Indexes ...

Samuel Austin Allibone - Quotations, English - 1875 - 772 pages
...already o'er, And, when the enthusiastic fit is spent, Looks back amazed at what he underwent. DRYDEN. 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 Cyclopędia of English Literature: A History, Critical ..., Volume 1

Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - Authors, English - 1876
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures; bers ; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying ; If the world be worth thy winning,...
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A grammar of the English language, ed. by L. Schmitz

Charles Underwood Dasent - Language and languages - 1877 - 220 pages
...at his utmost need By those his former bounty fed, On the bare earth exposed he lies." — Dryden. " 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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Poetical gleanings, with notes and biogr. sketches

W. and R. Chambers (ltd.) - 1878
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures,6 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 Anthology of English Verse

John Drinkwater - English poetry - 1924 - 368 pages
...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 ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying, If the World be worth thy Winning,...
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The Columbia Granger's Dictionary of Poetry Quotations

Edith P. Hazen - Literary Criticism - 1992 - 1132 pages
...Feast; or, The Power of Music 5 Softly sweet in Lydian measures Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. That with a seeming heart their tongue may speak; And in their s Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying; If the world be worth thy winning,...
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Dictionary of Quotations

Connie Robertson - Reference - 1998 - 669 pages
...patient man. 3014 3031 Alexander's Feast None but the brave deserves the fair. 3032 Alexander's Feast ertson 3033 All for Love Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow; He who would search for pearls must dive...
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Book of Humorous Quotations

Connie Robertson - English wit and humor - 1998 - 381 pages
...estate. 1 190 Absalom and Achitophel Never was patriot yet, but was a fool. 1 191 Alexander's Feast War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour but an empty bubble. 1181 1 192 'The Character of a Good Parson' Refined himself to soul, to curb the sense And made almost...
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The Major Works

John Dryden - Literary Criticism - 2003 - 967 pages
...pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures,0 Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures: War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; too Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying: If the world be worth thy...
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The Quest for the Tomb of Alexander the Great

Andrew Michael Chugg - History - 2007 - 317 pages
...Archaeology 37 9. Alexander's City Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures: War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour, but an empty bubble; Fighting still, and still destroying: If the world be worth thy winning, Think, 0 think it worth enjoying....
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