For him there was no music in a golden lyre!

I'll wager a golden lyre that he fights for freedom until he reaches his home.

But Tmolus bowed before Apollo, and the sun-god rose with his golden lyre in his hands.

Then Michael raised the golden lyre, and struck A note more solemn soft, and made reply.

Willingly would I play thee a match-thouon thy golden lyre- Ionmy reeds from the river.

I made of her an angel, in a red robe with a golden lyre-andI painted her afterward.

Now strike the golden lyre again:

But the golden lyre was not given to my hand, and I am but the prophecy of a poet.

There was no Hercules to perform the mighty labor, nor Amphion to lure them to their place with the music of his golden lyre.

Upon his shoulder was a silver bow, from his belt hung a quiver of sharp arrows, and in his hands was a golden lyre.

Privileged creature, assume a little confidence, lift your charming head, and fear not to try your hand on the golden lyre of the poets.

Let us unite our voices to the sounds of the golden lyre, and may wisdom preside at the gathering of the noble matrons of Athens.

... Do not fear to try your hand on the golden lyre of the poets.

"The golden lyre," said he, "shall be my friend, the bent bow my delight, and in oracles will I foretell the dark future."