...mind is pitch'd the ear is pleas'd With melting airs or martial, brifk or grave. Some chord in unifon with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies. How foft the mufic of thofe village bells Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence fweet ! now dying...

...the trailing cloud Streams far behind him, scenting all the air. VILLAGE BELLS. HOW soft the musick of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, new dying all away, Now pealing loud again, arid louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes...

...mind is pitched the ear is pleafed With melting airs or martial, brifk or grave, Some chord in unifon with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies. How foft the mufic of thofe village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence fweet, now dying...

...mind is pitched the ear is pleafed With melting airs or martial, brifk or grave, Some chord in unifon with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies. How foft the mufic of thofe village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence fweet, now dying...

...partaken of a more complete felicity. The ringing of bells heard at a distance is thus pourtrayed — How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweer, now dying a!l away, Now pealing loud again, and louder siill, ' \ Clear and sonorous as the...

...mind is pitched the ear is pleafed With melting airs or martial, brilk or grave, Some chord in unifon with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies. How foft the mafic of thofe village bells, Falling at intervals upon the car In cadence fwect, now dying...

...mind is pitched the ear is pleafed With melting airs or martial, briflc or grave, Some chord in unifon with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies. How foft the mufic of thofe village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence fweet, now dying...

...pleas'd With melting airs or martial, hrisk or grave ; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies. How soft the music of those village hells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again,...

...pleas'd With melting airs or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies. How soft the music...those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear 111 cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous,...

...remarkably harmonious. One example shall suf. fice for a proof of his talent in this respect : — How soft the music of those village bells Falling at intervals upon the ear la cadence sweet ! now dying all awny, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous...