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9. hymn for the host in war. C. M. Christmas, (Handel's,) or any other solemn and stirring common Metre tune. by the Author of the New priest. With banners fluttering forth on high, And music's stirring breath, Lord God! we stand beneath Thine eye, Arrayed for work of death. When we our stormy battle wage, Thy Spirit be our zeal! In conquering, teach us not man's rage, But Thine own truth to feel. Thy Christ led forth no host to fight, And he disbanded none; But our true life, and our best right, By death alone He won. Dear Lord! if we our lives must give, And give our share of earth, To save, for those that after live, What makes our land's true worth, Lead Thou our march to war's worst lot, As to a peace-time feast; Grant, only, that our souls be not Without Christ's life released! O God of heaven's most glorious host! To Thee this hymn we raise; To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, one voice of praise! --Boston Transcript, Aug. 3.
Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, part 2.13, chapter 2.23 (search)
scenes floated promiscuously through my head, but, when one came to my pen-point, it was a farrago of nonsense, incoherent, yet confusedly intense. Then the slightest message from the outside world led me astray, like a rambling butterfly. What to say first, and how to say it, was as disturbing as a pathless forest would be to a man who had never stirred from Whitechapel. My thoughts massed themselves into a huge organ like that at the Crystal Palace, from which a master-hand could evoke Handel's Messiah, or Wagner's Walkure, but which to me would only give deep discords. The days went by, and I feared I should have to relegate my book to the uncertain future. At last I started on the Forest chapter, the writing of which relieved me of the acuter feeling. Then I began the March from Yambuya ; and, presently, I warmed to the work, flung off page after page, and never halted until I had reached The Albert. The stronger emotions being thus relieved, I essayed the beginning, and
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing), God save the King .(or Queen), (search)
God save the King .(or Queen), the national hymn of Great Britain; supposed by some authorities to have been written early in the eighteenth century as a Jacobite song, and the air to which it was sung has been, by some, attributed to Handel. It was sung with as much unction in the English-American colonies as in England until the mother country began to oppress her children in the Western World. The air did not originate with Handel in the reign of George I., for it existed in the reigHandel in the reign of George I., for it existed in the reign of Louis XIV. of France. Even the words are almost a literal translation of a canticle which was sung by the maidens of St. Cyr whenever King Louis entered the chapel of that establishment to hear the morning prayer. The author of the words was M. de Brinon, and the music was by the eminent Lulli, the founder of the French opera. The following is a copy of the words: Grand Dieu sauve le Roi! Grand Dieu venge le Roi! Vive le Roi! Que toujours glorieux, Louis victorieux! Voye ses ennemis
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing), Mason, Lowell 1792-1872 (search)
Mason, Lowell 1792-1872 Composer; born in Medfield, Mass., Jan. 8, 1792; at an early age became a teacher and composer of music, and at the age of twenty years went to Savannah, Ga., where he gave instruction and led choirs and musical associations. In 1821 he published in Boston his Handel and Haydn collection of Church Music, which was so successful that he returned north and settled in Boston, where, in 1827, he began the instruction of classes in vocal music. He taught juvenile classes gratuitously on the Pestalozzian system, and published many collections of music, glee-books, etc. In connection with Professors Park and Phelps, he complied a Collection of Psalms and hymns for public worship, published in 1858. He died in Orange, N. J., Aug. 11, 1872.
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing), Music and musicians in the United States. (search)
entitled The New England psalm-singer, or American chorister, in 4 and 5 parts1770 Stoughton (Mass.) Musical Society organizedNov. 7, 1786 Oliver Holden, of Charlestown, composer of Coronation, publishes The American harmony, in 3 and 4 parts1792 Mrs. Oldmixon, Nee George, makes her debut in America in Inkle and YaricoDec. 5, 1798 Euterpean Musical Society, New York City1800 Massachusetts Musical Society, Boston.1807 Barber of Seville sung by French artists in New OrleansJuly 12, 1810 Handel and Haydn Society organized in Boston, April 20, 1815; incorporated.Feb. 9, 1816 Clari, the maid of Milan, libretto by John Howard Payne, containing the song Home, sweet home, first produced in New YorkNov. 12, 1823 New York Sacred Music Society, organized 1823, gives its first concertMarch 15, 1824 New York Choral Society gives its first concert at St. George's Church, Beekman StreetApril 20, 1824 Manuel Garcia, with his wife, his son Manuel, daughter Marietta (Malibran), appears in Ita
John Harrison Wilson, The life of Charles Henry Dana, Appendix: Brook Farm — an address delivered at the University of Michigan on Thursday, January 21, 1895: (search)
lectual affections which distribute the harmonies of the others. These are: First, the love of change-nobody wants to pursue any occupation longer than an hour and a half or two hours. The mind becomes tired and you need alternation. The next is analysis. That impulse takes a subject to pieces and finds out its parts. Then the third is the composite or combining passion, the desire that takes the parts of anything which you have analyzed, and combines them in a new whole, as Beethoven or Handel combined and varied the notes of the octave in a symphony or oratorio, in which the whole is new, while the elements are all old and familiar. Then, finally, in this system of metaphysics, the soul of man as a whole has an impulse towards unity, a passion for universal harmony, a religious passion. If, now, you arrange society in accordance with this analysis of the soul, if you combine all these elements, as a great composer combines the notes of the musical scale, you will have harmony,
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 4, Chapter 3: the Proclamation.—1863. (search)
mation would reach the city by noon, but as the day wore on without tidings of its issue, fears arose lest it might not, after all, be forthcoming, and the celebrations proceeded under a shadow of doubt and unrest. The Music Hall concert had been hastily but admirably arranged, and audience and musicians seemed alike animated by the occasion. Nothing could have been more uplifting than the fine orchestral and choral rendering of Mendelssohn's Hymn of Praise, Beethoven's Fifth Symphony, and Handel's Hallelujah Chorus, alternated with the reading, by Ralph Waldo Emerson, of his Boston Hymn, written for the occasion, and the singing of Dr. O. W. Holmes's Army Hymn; The verse in Mr. Emerson's poem which won loudest applause was that on compensation: Pay ransom to the owner, And fill the bag to the brim. Who is the owner? The slave is owner, And ever was. Pay him! but the painful uncertainty about the President's action marred the otherwise perfect enjoyment of the great audience unt
s glad when they said unto me, &c. 2. Prayer, by the Rev. Dr. Ware. 3. Reading of select portions of the Holy Scripture, by the Rev. Mr. Gannett. 4. Hymn, written for the occasion. Almighty God, to thee we bow, To thee the voice of gladness raise; Thy mercy, that hath blessed us now, In loud and grateful songs we praise. Long hast Thou stretched the avenging hand And smote thy people in thy wrath; Hast frowned upon a guilty land, While storms and darkness veiled thy path. But light from Heaven has shone at last, And Peace is beaming from above, The storm of doubt and fear has past, And hope returns, and joy, and love. Then praise to that Eternal Power, Who bids our wars and tumults cease, And hymn, in this auspicious hour, The God of mercy—God of Peace. 5. Address, by the President of the University. 6. Poem, by Mr. Henry Ware. 7. Prayer, by the Rev. Dr. Holmes. 8. Anthem, from Handel's Grand Dettingen Te Deum, We praise thee, O God, &c. 9. Benediction
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 22: (search)
the front of the gallery so as to be distinctly visible, a tumult of applause broke forth which was with difficulty suppressed by the Dean as entirely unsuitable to the place. . . .. . As soon as they were seated the whole choir broke forth with Handel's Coronation Hymn, this being the anniversary of the King's crowning. The effect was electrical. The vast audience rose again, and when the shout of God save the King broke from the choir of four hundred voices sustained by the full power of two hundred and fifty instruments and the tremendous organ, its effect was not to be mistaken. There was not a soul under those wide vaults that did not feel it. . . . September 9.—The performance to-day was Handel's Messiah,— the whole of it,—a great work, which requires all the power and variety that the art of music can bring with it; and which, I suppose, has never been heard so well anywhere as in this vast and solemn minster. . . . It is astonishing how distinctly a single voice is heard<
Margaret Fuller, Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli (ed. W. H. Channing), VI. Jamaica Plain. (search)
th. Is it my defect of spiritual experience, that while that weight of sagacity, which is the iron to the dart of genius, is needful to satisfy me, the undertone of another and a deeper knowledge does not please, does not command me? Even in Handel's Messiah, I am half incredulous, half impatient, when the sadness of the second part comes to check, before it interprets, the promise of the first; and the strain, Was ever sorrow like to his sorrow, is not for me, as I have been, as I am. Yet Handel was worthy to speak of Christ. The great chorus, Since by man came death, by man came also the resurrection of the dead; for as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive, if understood in the large sense of every man his own Saviour, and Jesus only representative of the way all must walk to accomplish our destiny, is indeed a worthy gospel. Ever since——told me how his feelings had changed towards Jesus, I have wished much to write some sort of a Credo, out of my pre