Quotes About Chant

One of Gregory's most familiar legacies flowed from his concern for the church's music. Remembering his concern for the music of the church, one form of Roman plainsong—the "Gregorian chant"—was named after Gregory after his death.

Half a league Half a league Half a league onward With a hey-nonny-nonny And a hot cha-cha.

The Song of Kali is with us. It has been with us for a very long time. Its chorus grows and grows and grows. But there are other voices to be heard. There are other songs to be sung.

The Spandakarika, "the chant of tremoring sacred vibration," one of the most beautiful and most profound Shaivist texts, says: "Tremoring Sacred Vibration, the very site of creation and return, is devoid of all limitation because its nature is devoid of form.

belting out the Irish national anthem—"We're children of a fighting race, / That never yet has known disgrace, / And as we march, the foe to face, / We'll chant a soldier's song"—

The last song tonight is "Moment of Surrender," a hymn of suffering and redemption, a confession and plea, a very Bono mash-up of religion and mysticism, delivered as a hypnotic chant. I am mesmerized.

I get into certain yoga positions at times, when Im working out and for exercises. I use a little of it in some of my meditation, but I chant now and that sort of replaced it.

Now go with me and with this holy man Into the chantry by: there, before him, And underneath that consecrated roof, Plight me the full assurance of your faith.

It was a vow, a piece of a chant, their scripture, something they took so seriously that saying it aloud embarrassed them.

He said it aloud, in a great ringing voice. Yuth-Kaathak ngom'm! Ygar naa Ithorthak! Sh'ayaa Ubb nagarr'nya Ib! Ib-nya gryalak!

Unaware of them all, Temujin began to chant words he had not heard since old Chagatai had whispered them on a frozen night long before. The shaman's chant spoke of loss and revenge, of winter, ice, and blood. He did not have to struggle to recall the words; they were ready on his tongue as if he had always known them.

Oh, for a forty-parson power to chant Thy praise, Hypocrisy! Oh, for a hymn Loud as the virtues thou dost loudly vaunt, Not practise!

Winter came early that year; it should have been a tip-off. A snowball soared through the evening air and smacked into my apprentice's mouth. Since she was muttering a mantra-style chant when it hit her, she wound up with a mouthful of frozen cheer—which may or may not have been more startling for her than for most people, given how many metallic piercings were suddenly in direct contact with the snow.

KARRU MARRI ODONNA LOMA MOLONU KARRANO.

repeating its words aloud, again and again like a chant: "Dominatio per malum.

like a living chant. Each of us individual notes. On our own, nothing. But together? Divine. We don't just sing, we are the song.

the Maori and their haka. It is death. It is death, they chant. To terrify, to petrify.

I move past the scaffolding and walk down the steps, hearing one language after another, rich, harsh, mysterious, strong. This is what we bring to the temple, not prayer or chant or slaughtered rams. Our offering is language.

We're not gonna die We're not gonna die We're not gonna die, leading them in a chant, a mantra that was joyful and mock joyful at the same time because this is New York, New York and we want it both ways.

In one of the era's many ironies, Claude Rouget de Lisle wrote a war chant for the Army of the Rhine and dedicated it to Lückner. But when the toughs from the south sang it fervently in Paris, it became La Marseillaise, the national anthem.

Aa, Eye, EE, Ou, Uh (Ay EAO - Oh Hail) Hidden God Repeat first part that begins "Guardians of the House etc." Return to the North 2. "I summon you, Headless One, Who created earth and heaven, Who created night and day, You who created light and darkness; You are Unas, the beautiful whom none has ever seen; You are Iabas; You are Iapos;

sharecropper's rhythmic chant (circa 1917): "I'd druther be a Nigger, an' plow ole Beck, Dan a white Hill Billy wid his long red neck."36

The scop's chant moved majestically from folk and fold to hearth and hall, wealth and wire, his rolling Anglics now transmuted into the language of flame, and gold and honour.

The rhythm of the chant often corresponds to the respiration of a calm, unstressed person, and it has an immediate calming effect—probably by entrainment. Entrainment is a process in which one rhythmic frequency influences another, until they synchronize, or approach synchronization, or have a strong influence on each other. In a somewhat different way, waves of water influence one another when they intersect.*