Music Reader, Tema 2American Book Company, 1895 |
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A. J. Foxwell accent adise beat bees BERNARD OF CLUNY Bird is Sweetly breeze called CARL REINECKE chromatic tones clef contains the value Dictation earth EIGHTH NOTE English poet exercises Father flow'rs FRANZ ABT Franz Mair full measure contains G. F. HANDEL German composer glad gold Good-night HALF NOTE Hymn JACOB HINTZE JOSEPH HAYDN key signature land light loyal hearts march-ing Melody METER SIGNATURE metric signature Moon morn-ing Morning Song NAKONZ night NUMBER o'er Old King Cole pitch Prayer quarter notes ROBERT BURNS ROBERT HERRICK S. F. SMITH scale sharps or flats SILCHER sing slum-ber sol fi sol soul Spinning Song staff degree star sung thee third space thro tion trees Vocal Drill W. A. MOZART wave whole note Winter woods is peace Words Adapted Words by A. J. Words by ROBERT नॅ नै
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Página 136 - Hail, Columbia ! happy land ! Hail, ye heroes, heaven-born band! Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause, Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause; And when the storm of war was gone, Enjoyed the peace your valor won. Let independence be our boast, Ever mindful what it cost; Ever grateful for the prize, Let its altar reach the skies.
Página 135 - Lord, Be Thy glorious Name adored : Lord, Thy mercies never fail ; Hail, celestial Goodness, hail...
Página 137 - ry moun - tain side Let free - dom ring ! tem -pled hills: My heart with rap - ture thrills Like that a - bove. breathe par-take; Let rocks their si - lence break, The sound pro- long, ho - ly light; Pro - tect us by thy might, Great God, our King! \ Q»n — ir~ 1 — П F 1 Г J — 1 H f* i 1 /T^ti \ КПГ4 — a ¿— — J — -±-— ¡===¿r-:« i — ¿-^= Ц — 7 J ] 1 . My coun 2.
Página 136 - Immortal patriots ! Rise once more; Defend your rights, defend your shore; Let no rude foe with impious hand, Let no rude foe with impious hand, Invade the shrine where sacred lies Of toil and blood the well-earned prize.
Página 32 - Ta- ra's halls The soul of mu - sic 2. No more to chiefs and la - dies bright The harp of Ta - ra shed, Now hangs as mute on Ta - ra's walls, As if that soul were swells ; The chord a- lone that breaks at night, Its tale of ru - in 3^ î^ E fled.
Página 114 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
Página 137 - tis of thee, Sweet land of 2. My na - tive coun - try, thee, Land of the 3. Let mu - sic swell the breeze, And ring from 4. Our fa...
Página 133 - Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home, Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me.
Página 137 - Sweet free - dom's song ; To Thee we sing; Land where my fa - thers died ! Land of the I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and Let mor - tal tongues a - wake ; Let all that Long may our land be bright With free-dom's Pil-grim's pride ! From ev - 'ry moun-tain side Let free - dom ring.
Página 134 - Oh, say! can you see, by the dawn's ear - ly light, What so proud- ly we hailed at the twi- light's last gleam -ing? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the per - il - ous fight, O'er the ram- parts we watched were so gal- lant - ly stream -ing? And the rock - ets' red glare, the bombs burst - ing in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.