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Updated: May 19, 2025


Why, she taught Johnnie and me a part-song to sing with her, and said he had a delightful voice; but she never has any time to look at us now," said Janey, stopping in this breathless enumeration of wrongs. "She is always taken up with those horrible men." "I suppose you call Reginald a horrible man?" said Ursula, with rising colour.

There is an irresistibly humorous episode where the instrument of destruction goes "snicker snack," and a fine hilarity at "'O frabjous day Callooh, callay, He chortled in his joy." What would part-song writers do if the Vikings had never been invented? Where would they get their wild choruses for men, with a prize to the singer that makes the most noise?

At the time of which we speak there were five competing houses in a school of some two hundred boys, and this means that in the school there were five complete four-part choirs capable of singing an unaccompanied part-song.

Further, in addition to the usual Shields that were won and kept for the year by the various competing "Houses," for cricket, football, sports, cross-country running, etc., there was a "House-singing Shield." The competition consisted in the singing; of a compulsory glee, chosen by the authorities some months in advance, and a voluntary part-song selected by the competing choir.

Gladstone asked for a part-song in the middle of dinner, and as the singing was continued in the drawing-room afterwards, he went and, with a deferential courtesy charming to see in a man of his age and position, asked whether the young people would allow an old man to sing bass in the glees with them. Mr. Gladstone still had a very fine resonant bass, and he read quite admirably.

She thought of the old Mendelssohn open-air part-song: "The talk of the lovers in silence dies, They weep, yet they know not why tears fill their eyes." The old, absurd words, that she had so often laughed at. She laughed again, but at herself, and sat still, watching the grey mare coming lightly over the sunny grass to her. "They got him!" Larry shouted, as he came near.

Not a cloud was in the sky, ... the evening was one of the most absolute calm, and a delicious warmth pervaded the air, the warmth of a fully declared and balmy spring. The Platz was almost deserted, only a few persons crossed it now and then, like flitting shadows, and somewhere down in one of the opposite streets a long way off, there was a sound of men's voices singing a part-song.

In the year 1817 Rossini, Meyerbeer, and Paganini were at Rome during Carnival time, and the trio determined on a grand frolic. Rossini had composed a very clever part-song, "Carnavale, Carnavale," known in English as "We are Poor Beggars," and the three great musicians, having disguised themselves as beggars, sang it with great effect through the streets.

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