The Song Prize: For Singing Classes, Musical Conventions and High SchoolsW. W. Whitney, 1887 - 160 pages |
Common terms and phrases
a-way art thou beam of light bird bright call the cattle cattle home chromatic scale clef cuckoo did-e-rum dum did-e-rum Ding dong Dreaming to-night dum did-e-rum dum dum dum dum dy sleeps ev-er ev-er-more Explain the key Fa Sol La fair farewell Fill thy dreams flat gently glee hail happy hark Hear heart heav'n heav'nly hunt the stag Jesus jing jolly Joy bells key of G la la la La tra la measure merry Mi Fa Sol minor second morning notes o'er praise his name Praise the Lord ring the Joy ring-ing S. S. MYERS sharp Sing unto soft Sol La Ti song songster's name Sound his praise staff stag to bay sweet Sweetly tell thee There's music thro tones Tra la la tramp Trip light unto the Lord v'ry voice winds
Popular passages
Page 141 - My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.
Page 141 - God, to thee, Au - thor of lib er - ty, Of thee I sing ; Land where my...
Page 30 - NOW the day is over, Night is drawing nigh, Shadows of the evening Steal across the sky.
Page 93 - The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh, 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die.
Page 23 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, "Life is but an empty dream!" For the soul is dead that slumbers. And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; "Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Page 117 - The western wind was wild and dank with foam, And all alone went she. The western tide crept up along the sand, And o'er and o'er the sand, And round and round the sand, As far as eye could see. The rolling mist came down and hid the land, And never home came she.
Page 71 - Thee! 3 Let sorrow do its work, Send grief and pain ; Sweet are Thy messengers, Sweet their refrain, When they can sing with me, More love, O Christ, to Thee, More love to Thee.
Page 93 - Beyond this vale of tears There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years; And all that life is love.
Page 116 - O Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home Across the sands of Dee!
Page 92 - Not enjoyment and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day.