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...sounds of singing, as of the skylark and other hirds, and of sweet instruments; and when it ceases, " the sails made on A pleasant noise 'till noon, A noise...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." Verily there is a strange spell, " a strange power of speech," in the Ancient Mariner which compels...

...prettiest murmur. And then, in reminding you of these murmurs, be reminds you of the poets. A noise as of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. — Coleridge. Yes, the brook 'singeth; but it would not sing so well, — it would not have that tone...

...birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward from beneath. Under the keel nine fathom deep, From...

...birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And...pleasant noise till noon, /A noise like of a hidden brook Iii the leafy month of June, ; That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon...

...leafy channels. ' It ceased,' says the poet, speaking of a sound of heavenly voices about a ship,— It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods «il night Singeth a quiet tune. Cftlt-riitge, in this month than in any other. In addition to those...

...little birds that are How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning ! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute : And...woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we silently sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe : Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward...

...stream did gently play, Which from a sacred fountain welled forth alway. SPBNSER. Like to a little hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. OLD SONO. IT was a blest retreat where I did find This modest gem : The forest trees above were intertwined,...

...stream did gently playf Which from a sacred fountain welled forth alway. SPBNSKR. Like to a little hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. IT was a blest retreat where I did find This modest gem : The forest trees above were intertwined,...

...leafy channels. ' It ceased,' says the poet, speaking of a sound of heavenly voices about a ship — ' It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant...the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune." COLERIDGE. " The rural business of this month is made up of two employments, as beautiful to look at...