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Tag Name "Sang" (302)

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She put a wedge beside my heart And then she brought the mallet down She sang no song to guide her work I lost my heart without a sound
Shannon Hale
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On Saturdays I worked all day in Hunter Gaunt's drugstore in Winchester, and then at night, my mother drove me to Front Royal, where I sang pop tunes.
Patsy Cline
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If memories were all I sang, I'd rather drive a truck.
Ricky Nelson
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The morning stars sang together. And a person of delicate ear and nice judgment discussed the singing at length, and showed how and wherein one star differed from another, and which was great and which was not. And still the morning stars sang together.
Thomas William Hodgson Crosland
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It wasn't that Nanny Ogg sang badly. It was just that she could hit notes which, when amplified by a tin bath half full of water, ceased to be sound and became some sort of invasive presence.
Terry Pratchett
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If you've ever sang in falsetto, you know that your throat is between your voice and your mouth. In a standard voice, you sing from your belly. And when you sing in a falsetto, you're blocking that. It gives it a filter. It gives it a character. It's less revealing.
Cass McCombs
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His teeth sang in their individual sockets like tuning forks, each one pitch-perfect and clear as ethanol.
William Gibson
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I cannot sing the old songs, I sang long years ago, For heart and voice would fail me, And foolish tears would flow.
Charlotte Alington Barnard
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I started singing with the Amboy Dukes in '87. I sang 'Oh Baby Please Don't Go,' the old Van Morrison song by Joey Smith. I started singing more from then on.
Ted Nugent
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Head held high and lips parted, she breathed in the music, sending it through her torso and arms and legs the way the Tai Chi teacher told us to breath the air, transforming it into energy, motion. Dancing is the body's song, and Bess sang.
Lynne Sharon Schwartz
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Those ancients who in poetry presented the golden age, who sang its happy state, perhaps, in their Parnassus, dreamt this place. Here, mankind's root was innocent and here were every fruit and never-ending spring these streams--the nectar of which poets sing.
Dante Alighieri
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Sang in tones of deep emotion Songs of love and songs of longing.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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I did get to sing at Carnegie Hall when they were made Landmarks! I sang ALL THAT JAZZ with the NY Pops ...what a total thrill.
Karen Mason
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I grew up in the Midwest and had a lot of exposure to big religion. I went to church every Sunday - my mother even sang in the choir - and most families I knew where practicing Christians.
Michael McMillian
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My friend and I sang an a cappella rendition of Extreme's More Than Words at one of our football pep rallies in a desperate attempt to look cool. For a while, I wore pink Converse All Stars because I thought it made me seem daring and irreverent.
Ed Helms
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I sang in church at 5. When I saw the reaction, I knew what I wanted to do with my life.
Jenifer Lewis
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When you are very old, and sit in the candle - light at evening spinning by the fire, you will say, as you murmur my verses, a wonder in your eyes, 'Ronsard sang of me in the days when I was fair.
Pierre de Ronsard
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I sang opera, I sang show tunes. I got into a rock band for a while. I've sung a lot of different things.
Tom Wopat
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Peace is the first thing the angels sang. Peace is the mark of the children of God. Peace is the nurse of love. Peace is the mother of unity. Peace is the rest of the blessed souls. Peace is the dwelling place of eternity.
Pope Leo I
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Music was fundamental in my family. Sang at bars, all the way to church on Sunday. Music in school, played guitar pulls at the house, go to other people's houses and break out the guitars, it was fun. It was always there, I've just been a part of it.
Jamey Johnson
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My songs will pass and be forgotten. What counts, however, is that I sang them.
Andrew Greeley
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No one had ever told me that whites were supposed to sing one kind of music and blacks another - I sang what I liked in the only voice I had.
Charley Pride
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He walked by instinct along one white road, on which early birds hopped and sang, and found himself outside a fenced garden. There he saw the sister of Gregory, the girl with the gold-red hair, cutting lilac before breakfast, with the great unconscious gravity of a girl.
Gilbert K. Chesterton
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They would wake me up when I was sleeping, and say sing a song for our friends. I had a sweet voice, I had a nice little tenor voice. God knows what I sang, but my whole family would admire me.
Dominic Chianese
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