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But this isn't sleigh-riding chit-chat," and she broke into a merry little trill from a favorite opera. Hemstead, with his strong love of the beautiful, could not help watching her with deepening interest.
... "There is one fable that touches very near the quick of life, the fable of the monk who passed into the woods, heard a bird break into song, hearkened for a trill or two, and found himself at his return a stranger at his convent gates; for he had been absent fifty years, and of all his comrades there survived but one to recognize him.
The moon was rising and whitening as he stepped from the door. Outside the porch a figure flitted past him in the uncertain shadows with a merry trill of mischievous laughter. He found Pete in the road, puffing and blowing as before, but from a different cause. "The living devil's in the girl for sartin," said Pete; "I can't get my answer out of her either way."
To avoid being the third person at this tryst, I decided to go for a walk and got up. But at that moment a nightingale in the wood suddenly uttered two low contralto notes. Half a minute later it gave a tiny high trill and then, having thus tried its voice, began singing. Savka jumped up and listened. "It's the same one as yesterday," he said. "Wait a minute."
In the great aria in Lucia, she used to substitute a trill at the end instead of the top notes; but she said to me 'Luisa, you can sing the high notes!" "Then the breathing, Madame, what would you say of that?" "Ah, the breathing, that is very important indeed.
Gorgeous in the warm depth of horns sound now the returning tones of the first noble melody, with playful trill of the wood, in antiphonal song of trumpets and strings. A quicker counter-theme lends life and motion to all this play and plot. The Scherzo is wild race-feeling let loose national music that has not yet found a melody.
"He has his suspicions that all is not as it should be," sneered Marius. "Yet his tone is amiable throughout. It cannot be that they said too much in that letter from Paris." A little trill of bitter laughter escaped her. "We are to continue to make this our home for as long as it shall pleasure us. So long shall it pleasure him!"
It was Gretta who had nursed her during all her last long illness in their house at Monkstown. He knew that Mary Jane must be near the end of her piece for she was playing again the opening melody with runs of scales after every bar and while he waited for the end the resentment died down in his heart. The piece ended with a trill of octaves in the treble and a final deep octave in the bass.
Only the birds sang as they never sing in autumn, a burst of clear, joyous anticipation the trill of the meadowlark, the "sweet, sweet, piercing sweet" of the flashing oriole, the call of the catbird, and the melody of the white-bosomed thrush.
And though we were some years of age before we heard the trill of a piano, we knew well about the song of 'The Spinning-wheel. There were no lords, or baronets, or princes in our ancestral line. None wore stars, cockade, or crest. There was once a family coat of arms, but we were none of us wise enough to tell its meaning.
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