The Canadian Elocutionist by Anna Kelsey Howard
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etc., and the lungs must be kept thoroughly inflated, especially in
reverberating sounds. 1. "Heard you that strain of music light, Borne gently on the breeze of night,-- So soft and low as scarce to seem More than the magic of a dream? Morpheus caught the liquid swell,-- Its echo broke his drowsy spell. Hark! now it rises sweetly clear, Prolonged upon the raptured ear;-- Sinking now, the quivering note Seems scarcely on the air to float; It falls--'tis mute,--nor swells again;-- Oh! what wert thou, melodious strain?" _Mrs. J. H. Abbot._ 2. Was it the chime of a tiny bell, That came so sweet to my dreaming ear, Like the silvery tones of a fairy's shell, That he winds on the beach so mellow and clear, When the winds and the waves lie together asleep, And the moon and the fairy are watching the deep, She dispensing her silvery light, And he his notes as silvery quite, |
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