The Art-music Readers, Bücher 2Atkinson, Mentzer, 1916 |
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... Lisle .. XVII . The Marseillaise and the French Revolution . Marie Antoinette and Her Children .. Madame Le Brun 128 ..133 .138 .144 .145 XVIII . The Happy Musician .148 Fairy Songs - Shakespeare .152 XIX . The Father of Music .. .155 ...
... Lisle .. XVII . The Marseillaise and the French Revolution . Marie Antoinette and Her Children .. Madame Le Brun 128 ..133 .138 .144 .145 XVIII . The Happy Musician .148 Fairy Songs - Shakespeare .152 XIX . The Father of Music .. .155 ...
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... Lisle . XVII . The Marseillaise and the French Revolution . Marie Antoinette and Her Children .... Madame Le Brun XVIII . The Happy Musician Fairy Songs - Shakespeare .107 .113 .114 115 ..120 .122 ..126 ..128 . 128 ..133 138 .144 145 ...
... Lisle . XVII . The Marseillaise and the French Revolution . Marie Antoinette and Her Children .... Madame Le Brun XVIII . The Happy Musician Fairy Songs - Shakespeare .107 .113 .114 115 ..120 .122 ..126 ..128 . 128 ..133 138 .144 145 ...
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... Lisle Singing the Marseillaise . Marie Antoinette and Her Children Madame Le Brun and Her Daughter . Mendelssohn Song Without Words .. Schumann The Harpsichord Lesson . Clara Schumann Music When Soft Voices Die . Chopin Chopin at Prince ...
... Lisle Singing the Marseillaise . Marie Antoinette and Her Children Madame Le Brun and Her Daughter . Mendelssohn Song Without Words .. Schumann The Harpsichord Lesson . Clara Schumann Music When Soft Voices Die . Chopin Chopin at Prince ...
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... Lisle should compose a song for the French soldiers . De Lisle at first tried to excuse himself . But when the banquet was over and the guests were saying farewell , realizing that perhaps they might never meet again , De Lisle's ...
... Lisle should compose a song for the French soldiers . De Lisle at first tried to excuse himself . But when the banquet was over and the guests were saying farewell , realizing that perhaps they might never meet again , De Lisle's ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 51 - Jubal struck the chorded shell, His listening brethren stood around, And, wondering, on their faces fell, To worship that celestial sound. Less than a God they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well.
Seite 114 - THE BELLS OF SHANDON. WITH deep affection And recollection I often think of Those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would, In the days of childhood, Fling round my cradle Their magic spells. On this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder, Sweet Cork, of thee, — With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand, on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.
Seite 153 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Seite 52 - The sacred organ's praise ? Notes inspiring holy love, Notes that wing their heavenly ways To mend the choirs above. Orpheus could lead the savage race, And trees uprooted left their place Sequacious of the lyre : But bright Cecilia raised the wonder higher When to her Organ vocal breath was given An Angel heard, and straight appear'd — Mistaking Earth for Heaven...
Seite 167 - Hats off! Along the street there comes A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums, A flash of color beneath the sky: Hats off! The flag is passing by! Blue and crimson and white it shines, Over the steel-tipped, ordered lines. Hats off! The colors before us fly; But more than the flag is passing by...
Seite 120 - Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise.
Seite 42 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light: There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced choir below, In service high, and anthems clear, As may with sweetness through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
Seite 161 - THERE is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
Seite 62 - We are the music-makers And we are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams; World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams; Yet we are the movers and shakers Of the world forever, it seems.
Seite 24 - And for my fame - when any master holds 'Twixt chin and hand a violin of mine, He will be glad that Stradivari lived, Made violins, and made them of the best. The masters only know whose work is good : They will choose mine, and while God gives them skill I give them instruments to play upon, God choosing me to help Him.