Songs

"Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! For the happy groom is near, Tall as Mars, and statelier, Hear the wedding song!"

"Etiam singulorum fatigatio quamlibet se rudi modulatione solatur."

"Odds life! must one swear to the truth of a song?"

"I think, whatever mortals crave, With impotent endeavor, A wreath—a rank—a throne—a grave— The world goes round forever; I think that life is not too long, And therefore I determine, That many people read a song, Who will not read a sermon."

"She makes her hand hard with labour, and her heart soft with pity: and when winter evenings fall early (sitting at her merry wheel), she sings a defiance to the giddy wheel of fortune … and fears no manner of ill because she means none."

"And grant that when I face the grisly Thing, My song may trumpet down the gray Perhaps Let me be as a tune-swept fiddlestring That feels the Master Melody—and snaps."

"Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer."

"The song on its mighty pinions Took every living soul, and lifted it gently to heaven."

"[M]aybe you will learn this when I'm gone: My song will carry on."

"It is best of all trades, to make songs, and the second best to sing them."

"What is not worth saying sounds very well when it is sung."

"Ce qui ne vaut pas la peine d'être dit, on le chante."

"So tell me, am I wrong for trying to communicate through a song?"

"Now, good Cesario, but that piece of song, That old and antique song we heard last night; Methought it did relieve my passion much, More than light airs and recollected terms Of these most brisk and giddy-paced times: Come, but one verse."

"I want no more than to speak simply to be granted that grace. Because we've loaded our songs with so much music that they're slowly sinking and we've decorated our art so much that its features have been eaten away by gold and it's time to say our few words because tomorrow our soul sets sail. ...I think so much these days about the great river, that symbol which moves forward among herbs and greenery and beasts that graze and drink, and men who sow and harvest, great tombs even and small habitations of the dead. That current which goes its way and which is not so different from the blood of men..."

"Listen to that song, and learn it! Half my kingdom would I give, As I live, If by such songs you would earn it!"

"I deeply felt that song should make One universal link, Uniting, for each other’s sake, All those who feel and think."

"Song opens a window to the secret places of the soul."

"I hate a song that makes you think that you are not any good. I hate a song that makes you think that you are just born to lose. Bound to lose. No good to nobody. No good for nothing. Because you are too old or too young or too fat or too slim too ugly or too this or too that. Songs that run you down or poke fun at you on account of your bad luck or hard traveling. … I am out to fight those songs to my very last breath of air and my last drop of blood. I am out to sing songs that will prove to you that this is your world and that if it has hit you pretty hard and knocked you for a dozen loops, no matter what color, what size you are, how you are built, I am out to sing the songs that make you take pride in yourself and in your work. And the songs that I sing are made up for the most part by all sorts of folks just about like you. I could hire out to the other side, the big money side, and get several dollars every week just to quit singing my own kind of songs and to sing the kind that knock you down still farther and the ones that poke fun at you even more and the ones that make you think you've not any sense at all. But I decided a long time ago that I'd starve to death before I'd sing any such songs as that. The radio waves and your movies and your jukeboxes and your songbooks are already loaded down and running over with such no good songs as that anyhow."

"My songs has been my messages that I tried to scatter across the back sides and along the steps of the fire escapes and on the window sills and through the dark halls."

"Sing a song of sixpence."

"And heaven had wanted one immortal song."

"The best days of the church have always been its singing days."

"Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart Be all else to me, save that thou art Be thou my best thought, in the day or the night O waking or sleeping, thy presence my light"

"My King of Heaven, thou Heaven’s bright Son O grant me his joy, and my victory is won The heart of my own heart, whatever befall Still be my vision, O ruler of all"

"Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise Be thou my inheritance, now and always Be thou and thou only, thy first in my heart The King of high Heaven, my Treasure thou art"

"Be thou my wisdom, be thou my true word Be thou ever with thee, and I with thee Lord Be thou my great Father, and I thy true son Be thou in me dwelling, and I with thee won"

"Arise, ye workers from your slumber, Arise, ye prisoners of want."

"Arise, you prisoners of starvation! Arise, you wretched of the earth!"

"Stand up, all victims of oppression, For the tyrants fear your might!"

"The Internationale, Unites the human race."

"The international working class Shall be the human race"

"The international ideal, Unites the human race."

"Millions of but one heart, Braving the enemies' fire! March on!"

"O Canada! Our home and native land!"

"In joyful strains then let us sing, "Advance Australia fair!""

"San Min Chu-i, Our aim shall be: [......]"

"You ancient, you free, you mountainous north."

"Sounds the call to come together, And united we shall stand, Let us live and strive for freedom In South Africa our land!"

"Let our voices soar as one Onward Singapore Onward Singapore"

"Russia – our sacred state, Russia – our beloved country."

"Oh Fatherland, one feels the voice Of your distinguished forefathers, That shall lead you to victory!"

"Yes, we love this country, as it rises forth."

"Make her praises heard afar, God defend New Zealand."

"Great Koreans, to the Great Korean way, always stay true."

"May your reign Continue for a thousand, eight thousand generations."

"Brothers of Italy, Italy has woken."

"Our hope is not yet lost, The hope two thousand years old."

"Upwards on the horizon rises the Eastern Sun,"

"Unity and justice and freedom For the German fatherland!"