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...NATURE AND THE PASSIONS. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines* of bright gold...

...air. — [Exit STEPHANO. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...

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...the air.— [Exit STE. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica: Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...

...LORENZO. Lorenzo. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sound of music Creep in our ears : soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Jessica. I am never merry when I hear sweet music. Merchant o/ Venice. Act...

...when Lorenzo remarks, " How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony." There is also another great error that I have observed, which consists in...

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...THE SIUSIC OP NATURE. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Ipv'd one ; look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...

...shews himself — Who sees Him — he is great I" CHAPTER 1. " Here will we sit, and let the sounds or music Creep in our ears — soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony." SHAKESPEARB. BOAT SONG ON THE LAKE OF COMO. 1. THE Beautiful Clime! —...