Quotes About Trumpets

bells. "I accept your kind invitation," Zelikman said. "My services as a physician ought just to offset my fare." The elephant gave a low moan, startling them, and a moment later they heard a faint trill, carried on the wind from off the river, and then another. "Trumpets," the nephew said.

I think I sound like the apocalypse destroying the Earth to the sounds of trumpets skating across the heavens played by angels.

It seemed that across some thirty paces of mosaic, candle wax and human forms, Leopardo had singled him out. The observation was not actually a threat, more a calculation. Romulan, sensing himself weighed, would neither glance away nor move. At risk of dislocation of the neck, he gave Leopardo back watch for watch. The tableau was ended suddenly by a blast of tenor trumpets from the head of the banner-draped stairway.

As the plow breaks the earth shall he break the lives of men, and all that was shall be consumed in the fire of his eyes,' " Egwene said. " 'The trumpets of war shall sound at his footsteps, the ravens feed at his voice, and he shall wear a crown of swords.

I just really liked those trumpets and horns - Miles Davis, Dizzy Gillespie - and I honed in on that. I always looked for those big horn lines.

Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunder-storm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year. Even when a new century begins it is only we mortals who ring bells and fire off pistols.

Under the trimmed willows, where brown children are playing And leaves tumbling, the trumpets blow. A quaking of cemeteries. Banners of scarlet rattle through a sadness of maple trees, Riders along rye-fields, empty mills. Or shepherds sing during the night, and stags step delicately Into the circle of their fire, the grove's sorrow immensely old, Dancing, they loom up from one black wall; Banners of scarlet, laughter, insanity, trumpets

It is forbidden to kill; therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.

Fanfares of trumpets usually announced only small, futile things, it was a way fate had of teasing people. You felt a great exaltation and heard a loud fanfare of trumpets in the sky. But the serious things of life, on the contrary, took you by surprise, they spurted up all of a sudden like water.

We should proceed with caution," whispered Wyrden. Angela made a faint noise in her throat. "How else were you planning to proceed? With blaring trumpets and shouting heralds? Really." The elf refrained from answering.

THE LONDON "SEASON" OF THE YEAR 1886, UPON ITS surface, was much as other and similar seasons had been before it. No blare of sudden trumpets marked its advent. Victoria was still placidly upon her throne; Lord Salisbury—for the second time—had ousted Gladstone from the premier's chair; Ireland was seething with outrage and sedition; and Beecham's Pills were "universally admitted to be a marvellous antidote for nervous disorders.

It is seldom that any one says anything about it, and to see the hordes crossing Waterloo Bridge to catch the non-stop to Surbiton one might think that reason impelled them. No, no. It is the drums and trumpets.

And the single string of the marine trumpets.

A song called 'Earth Angel' played in her head all morning—also three trumpets and a piano.

Sound drums and trumpets! Farewell sour annoy! For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy.

It is not surprising that Spain found a need for the word duende. It is the only country where death in the bullring is a national spectacle, the only nation where death is announced by the explosion of trumpets and drums. The bullring, divided in sol y sombre – the light and shade, is the perfect metaphor for life and death, a passing from the light into darkness. Every matador who ever lived had duende and no death is more profound than death in the bullring.

it is always he, unfortunate wretch, who assumes the rôle of executioner in the process of value-disintegration, and on the day when the trumpets of judgment sound it is the man released from all values who becomes the executioner of a world that has pronounced its own sentence.

But something deep down inside me stirred, like an old warhorse who hears the sound of trumpets

It is forbidden to kill; therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.

Let all Black Poets die as trumpets, And be buried in the dust of marching feet.

We were still in the boundless void, striped here and there by a streak or two of hydrogen around the vortexes of the first constellations. I admit it required very complicated deductions to foresee the Mesopotamian plains black with men and horses and arrows and trumpets, but, since I had nothing else to do, I could bring it off.

The Feast of Trumpets anticipates the future regathering of Israel (vv. 23–25).

Where the bright seraphim in burning row Their loud uplifted angel trumpets blow.

When Sue Wears Red When Susanna Jones wears red Her face is like an ancient cameo Turned brown by the age. Come with a blast of trumpets, Jesus! When Susanna Jones wears red A queen from some time-dead Egyptian night Walks once again. Blow trumpets, Jesus! And