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She had heard that guards had been posted in all parts of the camp, with orders to sound the horn or strike the cymbal at the approach of the foe, until the men had flocked to the spot whence the warning first echoed. She had long listened for such an alarm, yet how much more intently for the hoof-beats of a single steed, the firm step and deep voice of the warrior for whom she yearned.
Whilst undressing Solomon the other night I had occasion, or it seemed to me that I had, to speak somewhat sharply to one of the others. When I turned my attention again to Solomon, he enunciated solemnly in his baby tones, "Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels and have not love, I am become as sounding brass and a tinkling cymbal."
So that Titian, having to retain the vertical position for Bacchus' forward leg, used the aggressive standing leg of the cymbal lady to accentuate its spring and lightness. A feeling of straight-up-ness in a figure or of the horizontal plane in anything will produce the same effect as a vertical or horizontal line without any actual line being visible.
Truly on this topic silence is golden; while speech reaches not even the dignity of sounding brass or tinkling cymbal, and is but the weary clatter of an endless logomachy.
After each verse, the whole chorus of deep, harsh voices swelled high over the wailing violins and Arnud's clanging cymbal. "Good," muttered the man when the song had ceased. "Now get him." "I shall bring him to yonder house," said Paulina, pointing to the dwelling of Mrs.
We may have the gift of teaching, we may understand all mysteries, we may have all knowledge, we may bestow all our goods to the poor, we may even give our bodies to be burned, but without that love which comes alone from Christ, we shall be "as sounding brass and a tinkling cymbal." With St. Paul we must say, "Whereinsoever Christ is preached I do rejoice, and will rejoice."
Man must know the reality of the divine Existence, and then know not only vaguely believe and hope that his own innermost Self is one with God, and that the aim of life is to realise that unity. Unless religion can guide a man to that realisation, it is but "as sounding brass or a tinkling cymbal." And it was written!
That is the whole law given by him ye serve. Words are but as sounding brass and a tinkling cymbal, but a good example endureth forever." "Lord! Lord!" exclaimed the editor. "Why didn't you reveal yourself to him?" "He would not have believed me. No; though I performed before him miracles more wonderful than those accredited to me in Palestine.
But Patrick being armed with His grace, and aided by His protection, made the sign of the cross, and drove far from him those deadly birds; and by the continual sounding of his cymbal, utterly banished them forth of the island.
A beam celestial, and a silver din, As though imprisoned angels played within; Hushed in my heart my fragrant secret dwells; If thou wouldst learn it, Paul of Tarsus tells; No jangled brass nor tinkling cymbal sound, For in my bosom Charity is found. Why one leaves home at all is a question that travellers are sure, sooner or later, to ask themselves, I mean, pleasure-travellers.
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