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In numbers warmly pure and sweetly strong.
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Ode to Simplicity.
William Collins
Well may your hearts believe the truths I tell:
'T is virtue makes the bliss, where'er we dwell.
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Oriental Eclogues. 1, Line 5.
William Collins
How sleep the brave who sink to rest
By all their country's wishes bless'd!
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Ode written in the year 1746.
William Collins
By fairy hands their knell is rung;
By forms unseen their dirge is sung;
There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray,
To bless the turf that wraps their clay;
And Freedom shall awhile repair,
To dwell a weeping hermit there!
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Ode written in the year 1746.
William Collins
When Music, heavenly maid, was young,
While yet in early Greece she sung.
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The Passions. Line 1.
William Collins
Fill'd with fury, rapt, inspired.
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The Passions. Line 10.
William Collins
'T was sad by fits, by starts 't was wild.
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The Passions. Line 28.
William Collins
In notes by distance made more sweet.
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The Passions. Line 60.
William Collins
In hollow murmurs died away.
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The Passions. Line 68.
William Collins
O Music! sphere-descended maid,
Friend of Pleasure, Wisdom's aid!
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The Passions. Line 95.
William Collins
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