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VOICE

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought hirn still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear. | author = Milton | work = Paradise Lost. | place = Bk. VIH. L. 1.

| seealso = (See also {{sc|Homer) 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 prseterea nihil.) Plutarch—Laconic Apothegms. Credited to Lacon Incert. XTTT, by Lepsius. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Seneca) Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together. Dante Gabriel Rossettt—The Blessed Damozel. St. 10. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Voice | page = 840 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = 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. George Sand—Handsome Lawrence. Ch. III. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Voice | page = 840 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Vox nihil aliud quam ictus aer. The voice is nothing but beaten au Seneca—Naturalinum Qwzstionvm. Bk. II. oq | seealso = (See also {{sc|Plutarch}}) | topic = Voice | page = 840 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = I thank you for your voices: thank you: Your most sweet voices. Coriolanus. Act II. Sc. 3. L. 179. Her voice was ever soft, Gentle and low, an excellent thing in woman. King Lear. Act V. Sc. 3. L. 272. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Voice | page = 840 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = But I will aggravate my voice so that I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove. Midsummer Night's Dream. Act I. Sc. 2. L. 83. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Voice | page = 840 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = And rolling far along the gloomy shores The voice of days of old and days to be. | author = Tennyson | work = The Passing of Arthur. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Voice | page = 840 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = He ceased; but still their trembling ears retained The deep vibrations of his witching song. Thomson—Castte of Indolence. Canto 1. Sk on | seealso = (See also {{sc|Homer)