...feeds upon its own sweet self, Till it becomes all music murmurs of. In another fragment he calls it The silver key of the fountain of tears. Where the...a thousand fears, Where their mother, Care, like a drowsy child, Is laid asleep in flowers. And then again this melancholy trace of the sad thronging...

...feeds upon its own sweet self, Till it becomes all musio murmurs of. In another fragment he calls it The silver key of the fountain of tears, Where the...Softest grave of a thousand fears, Where their mother, Car a, like a drowsy child, Is laid asleep in flowers. And then again this melancholy trace of the...

...feeds upon its own sweet self, Till it bucomes all music murmurs of. In another fragment he calls it The silver key of the fountain of tears, Where the...till the brain is wild; Softest grave of a thousand feura, Where their mother, Care, like a drowsy child, Is laid asleep in flowers. And then again this...

...upon its own sweet self, Till it becomes all music murmurs of. In another fragment he calls it*— The silver key of the fountain of tears, Where the spirit drinks till the brain is wild j Softest grave of a thousand fears, Where their mother, Care, like a drowsy child, Is laid asleep...

...'T is the silver key to the fountain of tears Where the spirit drinks till the brain runs wild ; The softest grave of a thousand fears Where their mother, Care, like a sleepy child Is laid asleep on flowers." The Bard of Erin has also no less felicitously given utterance...

...turn Hare learned that b*teful lesson too. 10. Of music, The silver key of the fountain of tears, When the spirit drinks till the brain is wild ; Softest...a thousand fears, "Where their mother Care, like a drowsy child, Is laid asleep in flowers. Shelley. • 11. G. — If, but by chance, an ill adapted...

...upon its own sweet self, Till it becomes all music murmurs of. In another fragment he calls it — The silver key of the fountain of tears, Where the...spirit drinks till the brain is wild; Softest grave of n thousand fears, Where their mother, Care, like a drowsy child, Is laid asleep in flowers. And then...

...rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face. " Shelley's description of music, of which he was passionately...Pleasure at one sense " quite shut out," the other overflowing with enjoyment. In Cornos, the poet recorded, in language too grand and musical ever to...

...he could not let me go before because he would have been so very lonely without me. CHAPTER XXI. " The silver key of the fountain of tears, Where the...a thousand fears, Where their mother, Care, like a drowsy child, Is laid asleep in flowers." — Apostrophe to Music : PB SHELLEY. EVAN was some hours...

...Unless Love feeds upon its own sweet self, Till it becomes all Music murmurs of. 1817. XIV. MUSIC. THE silver key of the fountain of tears, Where the...a thousand fears, Where their mother, Care, like a drowsy child, Is laid asleep in flowers. 1817. XV. To thirst, and find no fill — to wail, and wander...