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    When I but hear her sing, I fare
    Like one that raises, holds his ear
    To some bright star in the supremest Round;
    Through which, besides the light that's seen
    There may be heard, from Heaven within,
    The rests of Anthems, that the Angels sound.

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That which is not worth speaking they sing.
[Fr., Ce qui ne vaut pas la peine d'etre dit, on read more

That which is not worth speaking they sing.
[Fr., Ce qui ne vaut pas la peine d'etre dit, on le chante.]

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Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes
And interchanged love tokens with my child;
Thou hast read more

Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes
And interchanged love tokens with my child;
Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung
With feigning voice verses of feigning love.

by William Shakespeare Found in: Singing Quotes,
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Olympian bards who sung
Divine ideas below,
Which always find us young
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Olympian bards who sung
Divine ideas below,
Which always find us young
And always keep us so.

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Then they began to sing
That extremely lovely thing,
"Scherzando! ma non troppo, ppp."

Then they began to sing
That extremely lovely thing,
"Scherzando! ma non troppo, ppp."

by William S. Gilbert Found in: Singing Quotes,
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Three merry boys, and three merry boys,
And three merry boys are we,
As ever did sing read more

Three merry boys, and three merry boys,
And three merry boys are we,
As ever did sing in a hempen string
Under the gallow-tree.

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His tongue is now a stringless instrument;
Words, life, and all, old Lancaster hath spent.

His tongue is now a stringless instrument;
Words, life, and all, old Lancaster hath spent.

by William Shakespeare Found in: Singing Quotes,
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At every close she made, th' attending throng
Replied, and bore the burden of the song:
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At every close she made, th' attending throng
Replied, and bore the burden of the song:
So just, so small, yet in so sweet a note,
It seemed the music melted in the throat.

by John Dryden Found in: Singing Quotes,
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O, she will sing the savageness out of a bear!

O, she will sing the savageness out of a bear!

by William Shakespeare Found in: Singing Quotes,
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Nay, now you are too flat,
And mar the concord with too harsh a descant.

Nay, now you are too flat,
And mar the concord with too harsh a descant.

by William Shakespeare Found in: Singing Quotes,
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