Читать книгу The Poetical Works of Addison; Gay's Fables; and Somerville's Chase - Джозеф Аддисон - Страница 10

  And now the choir complete rejoices,

  With trembling strings and melting voices.

         The tuneful ferment rises high,

         And works with mingled melody:

  Quick divisions run their rounds,

  A thousand trills and quivering sounds

     In airy circles o'er us fly,

  Till, wafted by a gentle breeze,

  They faint and languish by degrees,

     And at a distance die.