...the long sequacious notes Over delicious surges sink and rise, Such a soft floating witchery of sound Methinks, it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a World like this, Where e'en the Breezes of the simple Air Possess the power and Spirit of Melody ! And thus,...

...abroad, Which meets all motion and becomes its soul, A light in sound, a sound like power in light, Rhythm in all thought, and joyance everywhere ; —...warbles, and the mute still air Is music slumbering on her instrument." Herein is the common brotherhood of creation, not a brotherhood of bodily materialism,...

...soul, A Light in Sound, a sound-like power in Light, Rhythm in all Thought, and Joyance every where — Methinks, it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a world so fill'd, Where the breeze warbles and the mute still Air Is Music slumbering on its instrument ! And...

...flowers, Footless and wild, like birds of Paradise, Nor pause, nor perch, hovering on untamed wing ! Methinks, it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a world like this, Where even the breezes, and the common air, Contain the power and spirit of Harmony. And...

...that spiritual — that indefinable enjoyment which tempts one to exclaim with Coleridge. "Metbinks it should have been impossible "Not to love all things in a world like this, Where even the breezes and the common air Contain the power and spirit of harmony." Hail...

...soul, A light in sound, a sound-like power in light Rhythm in all thought, and joyance every where — Methinks, it should have been impossible Not to love...warbles, and the mute still air, Is Music slumbering on her instrument. The sunbeams dance, like diamonds, on the main, And tranquil muse upon tranquillity...

...us and abroad, Which meets all motion and becomes its i light in sound, a sound-like power in light, Rhythm in all thought and joyance everywhere — Methinks,...been impossible Not to love all things in a world so HUM. Where the breeze warbles and the mute still air Ii music slumbering on its instrument. And thus,...

...prime, when nature seemed to announce her mysteries ; for it was at such an hour that the poet sung, " Methinks it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a world like this, Where even the breezes and the common air Contain the power and spirit of harmony *." Coleridge....

...A light in sound-. a sound-like power in light, Rhythm in all thought, and joyance every where — Methinks it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a world so fill'd ; Where the breeze warbles, and the mute still air Is music slumbering on her instrument.' —...

...with waking eye, There lies deep meaning oft in childish play. THE 7EOLIAN HARP. BY ALARIC A. WATTS. Methinks it should have been impossible Not to love all things in a world like this, Win-re even the hrtcy.es and the common air Contain the power and spirit of harmony.—...