Voice

The devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice,An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.

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His voice no touch of harmony admits,Coupled together for the sake of strife.

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If there was a lot of emotion in my voice today, it's because we've all been waiting for this day for a long time. It felt so great, … the people at this company are doing the best work of their lives, the best work that Apple has ever done.

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The Angel ended, and in Adam's earThought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.

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The Buddha preaches the Law with a single voice,but each living being understands it in his own way.

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I thank you for your voices: thank you:Your most sweet voices.

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Her voice was ever soft,Gentle and low, an excellent thing in woman.

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But I will aggravate my voice so that I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove.

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He ceased; but still their trembling ears retainedThe deep vibrations of his witching song.

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His voice was as the sound of many waters.

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The voice of one crying out in the desert.

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Her voice changed like a bird's:There grew more of the music, and less of the words.

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He ceased: but left so charming on their earHis voice, that listening still they seemed to hear.

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The voice so sweet, the words so fair,Still left an echo in the sense.

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Oh, there is something in that voice that reachesThe innermost recesses of my spirit!

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Thy voiceIs a celestial melody.

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Her silver voiceHeard in the still night, with its passionate cadence.

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How sweetly sounds the voice of a good woman!It ravishes all senses.

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A Locanian having plucked all the feathers off from a nightingale and seeing what a little body it had, "surely," quoth he, "thou art all voice and nothing else." (Vox et præterea nihil).

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Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.

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A sweet voice, a little indistinct and muffled, which caresses and does not thrill; an utterance which glides on without emphasis, and lays stress only on what is deeply felt.

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And rolling far along the gloomy shoresThe voice of days of old and days to be.

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Two voices are there; one is of the sea,One of the mountains: each a mighty Voice.

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