...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...

...souls a sympathy with sounds; And, as the mind is pitch' d, the ear is 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 of those village bells, Falling at intervals...

...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...

...souls a sympathy with sounds; And, as the mind is pitch'd, the ear is plea*' 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. 5 How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals...

...souls a sympathy with sounds ; And, as the mind is pitch'd, the ear is 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 of those village bells, Falling at intervals...

...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...