ISBN: 9781236189745

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RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 46 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1905 edition. Excerpt: . . . than the contents. As mechanism alone, it stands unvocal, dumb. Its adaptation yields no tone. The organ cannot play itself! Its soundletters may make chords, its chords weave into the syntax of phrases, its periods and rhythms build into poems, lyric, dramatic, epic: but all this in not in the organ, but in the soul of the player. It is but instrumental to him, and no accident can ever waken a symphony from that impersonal metal and silent wood. But all in the twilight you listen while an unseen organist presses the keys and gathers pedals and stops to work his thought. Your heart feels and answers and you know that, invisible to you, one is there whose life, thro a common but ineffable language, reveals yourself and him! What harmonies the Master of sound and meaning awakens! How all secondary laws contribute to the hidden soul of music! It is pathetic, sublime, and thro all the melted approaches, welding the counterpoint and subduing the devious modulations, you catch the immanent theme--broadening, increasing in purpose and depth, waxing to the great burst of trumpets and open diapasons. It is the Messiah! A greater than Handel is here. Wait, heirs of salvation, you shall yet join, that Hallelujah Chorus. In mighty arcs, Eden and Babel and Egypt and Sinai and Canaan and Babylon and Bethlehem and Gethsemane and Calvary and Olivet--and all thro which love has wrought, shall meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem! Men of the Class of 98; You are about to join that procession of graduates which began here when this old century was young. The honest traditions of this school of men are all yours. You are theirs. All hours have high values that realize the heart. This hour has such values. The year that has seen the. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 48 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1810 Excerpt: . . . overbearing what afterwards passed between him and his sister on the subject, he felt very curious to ascertain by whom it was actually written. The first glance convinced him it was the hand of Villerose, and fearful the general discovery might cal forth real displeasure on the part of Carentha, and render serious what he had intended as a mere joke, he took the measure just related to throw an impenetrable mystery over the whole affair. 160 run naucnraas His sisters pique was now entirely levelled against him, for she had no doubt but he had in some of his solitary rambles entered the Pagode, and added, throughroguery, the very oflfensive lines which had somuch discomposed her. She felt however somewhat comforted at the. reflection, that, from a brother, they were less mortifying than they would have been from any other hand; and conscious of the injustice of which she was in the first instance guilty towards the Chevalier, she now apologized, with returning smiles, for her too precipitate judgment; and tranquillity and good humour were again nearly restored, when an audible call for silence, was vociferated by Sigismond, who had returned to his place next his partner; and in the next moment a voice more resembling the shrill scream of a peacock, than the tone of a human being, cracred on the offended oral nerves of the party. Every eye of the astounded listeners I e or ISENBERG. 161 was instantly turned to the spot from whence these discordant sounds burst forth; where they discovered Miss Vanmore bending over the harp in the attitude of a performer. That young lady, though perfectly unequal to execute even the most simple air on that instrument, had adopted the position of a player, as one calculated to heighten the eflect of. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 36 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1843 Excerpt: . . . voice that long Around his dwelling cast its sweetest spell, He deems hath mingled with the angels song, The heaven-born spirit ceased on earth to dwell: And thus he mourns. Alas! that passions dire Should eer have bid a fathers hope expire. Yet thou art calm: the rushing tide of woe Hath faild to quench the spirits living fire; The stream of gladness in its quiet flow Is all unbroken by a mortals ire. Why shouldst thou fear, whose deep and steadfast eye Can pierce the gloom of dark futurity 1 O brighter days are hasting! Not in vain Hath sorrow twined around thine early years; Not vainly wert thou destined to sustain Such weight of ill, and dark foreboding fears; Not vainly: for thy God hath chosen thee Bright instrument of His designs to be. Long years have fled: --on sacred page we trace The record of thy sorrows, --they are gone. The crown that deckd thy brow; the glory, grace, And fame that wreathed thy name;--all, all are flown. Be ours the task to seek that blessd abode, Where now thou standest by the throne of God. THE PAST. The past recall! O say not so, though time Upon thy brow his deepning shades hath flung; Though fled the buoyancy of youthful prime, And hushd the lay that youthful fancy sung; Though joy be mute, And hopes faint whisper as a distant lute. Thine eye is dim; and change and blight have shed Their mildew on thy spirit; oer the heart Not lightly have long years of sorrow fled, Nor passd innoxious cares envenomd dart: No; they have blent Their own deep shadows with thy souls content. And thou art not as erst: --the laughing brow That waked een gladness in the breast of care, Hath cloud of drooping heaviness; for thou Of earthly bitterness hast had sad share: Each passing tone To thee is requiem of pleasure . . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub, RareBooksClub. Paperback. New. This item is printed on demand. Paperback. 42 pages. Dimensions: 9.7in. x 7.4in. x 0.1in.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1905 Excerpt: . . . performance should be set forth as good instruments. It is not too much to say that some orchestras are seriously injured by the presence of half a dozen vulgar-toned fiddles among the violins, by a very yellow clarinet among the wood, or a blatant cornet where a mellow trumpet ought to be. This is seldom the case in a regularly maintained concert orchestra, yet it does happen sometimes even there. The New York Philharmonic Society suffers a good deal from this cause. The orchestra is the society, and many of its members never play in any artistic concerts except those of the organization. They have poor instruments, which do not aid in the production of a noble tone, such as should come from an orchestra of this kind. Again, there are individual players whose peculiar faults are displayed to the general disadvantage of an orchestra. The concert-master (leading first violin) of a certain New York orchestra cannot play in tune and has a vicious style oi bowing. The first oboe of the same orchestra has a peculiar tone, which robs his instrument of its individuality and makes it resemble a clarinet. A well-known solo horn player produces from his instrument a tone which sounds more like that of a valve trombone or a euphonium than that of a French horn. Such individual faults injure the general effect of an orchestras playing, though they are not strictly to be classed under the head of qualities of orchestral performance. The requisites of concert orchestral playing are the following: Quality, solidity, and balance of tone; precision, unanimity, flexibility, and light and shade. The quality of tone which proceeds from an orchestra should be smooth and mellow. It should never be possible for the audience to hear the rasping of stringed instruments, nor the ga. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN., RareBooksClub<