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  • Definition of affright in the Online Dictionary. Meaning of affright. Pronunciation of affright. Translations of affright. affright synonyms, affright antonyms. Information about affright in the free online English dictionary and encyclopedia. — “affright - definition of affright by the Free Online”,
  • Origin of AFFRIGHT. Middle English afyrht, afright frightened, from Old English āfyrht, past participle of āfyrhtan to frighten, from ā-, perfective prefix + fyrhtan to fear; akin to Old English fyrhto fright — more at abide, fright. First Known Use: before 12th century. Related to AFFRIGHT. — “Affright - Definition and More from the Free Merriam-Webster”, merriam-
  • International press review concentrating mainly on EU-Turkey relations and events "Turkish affright. January 14, 2009. THERE WAS panic last week on the Istanbul stock market, and for good reason. — “Turkish Digest: Turkish affright”,
  • Adversaries Affright Affrighted Alarm Alarmed Appalled Astonied Astonished Belteshazzar Daniel Dream Enemies Hate Hour Interpretation Mute Responded Stricken Thereof Adversaries Affright Affrighted Alarm Alarmed Appalled Astonied Astonished Belteshazzar Daniel Dream Enemies. — “Daniel 4:19 Then Daniel (also called Belteshazzar) was”, bible.cc
  • Our best Muslim ally teeters as anti-government plotters are swept up in a series of raids. We hope Turkey can head off a coup or civil war. — “Turkish affright - The Boston Globe”,
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  • Affright Body Clans Contempt Contemptible Crowd Door Doors Dreaded Families Fear Feared Great Kept Multitude Opening Outside Affright Body Clans Contempt Contemptible Crowd Door Doors Dreaded Families Fear Feared Great Kept Multitude Opening Outside Quiet Silence Silent Sport Stood Terrified. — “Job 31:34 Because I feared the great multitude, and the most”,
  • affright ( ) tr.v. , -frighted , -frighting , -frights . To arouse fear in; terrify: 'Many of nature's greatest oddities, that would affright dwellers. — “affright: Definition, Synonyms from ”,
  • Find synonyms for affright in Roget's Thesaurus on Yahoo! Education. — “affright - Thesaurus Synonyms and Word Suggestions - Yahoo!”,
  • Affright (10 Occurrences) 2 Chronicles 32:18 Then they cried with a loud voice in the Jews' speech unto the people of Jerusalem that were on the wall, Job 31:34 Because I fear a great multitude, And the contempt of families doth affright me, Then I am silent, I go not out of the opening. — “Bible Concordance: Affright”,
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  • Synonyms for affright. Other words for affright. Different words for affright. Antonyms of affright. — “affright - Synonyms from Roget's A-Z Thesaurus and Roget's II”,
  • Definition of affright from Webster's New World College Dictionary. Meaning of affright. Pronunciation of affright. Definition of the word affright. Origin of the word affright. — “affright - Definition of affright at ”,
  • Definition of Affright. Affright. To impress with sudden fear; to frighten; to alarm. It expresses a stronger impression than fear, or apprehension, perhaps less than terror. — “Definition of Affright”,
  • Affright definition, to frighten. See more. — “Affright | Define Affright at ”,
  • affright (plural affrights) great fear [edit] Synonyms. See also to affright (third-person singular simple present affrights, present participle. — “affright - Wiktionary”,
  • Definition of affright in the Legal Dictionary - by Free online English dictionary and encyclopedia. What is affright? Meaning of affright as a legal term. What does affright mean in law?. — “affright legal definition of affright. affright synonyms by”, legal-
  • affright. af·fright [ ə fr t ] transitive verb (past and past participle af·fright·ed, present participle af·fright·ing, 3rd person present singular af·frights) Definition: frighten: to overwhelm somebody with sudden fear. noun. Definition: terror: sudden overwhelming fear. — “affright definition - Dictionary - MSN Encarta”,
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  • 1. Great agitation and anxiety caused by the expectation or the realization of danger: affright, alarm, apprehension, dread, fear, fearfulness, fright, funk, horror, 4) fright. Roget s II: The New Thesaurus, Third Edition. Let nothing disturb thee,Nothing affright thee;All things are passing;. — “Search Results for "affright"”,
  • : affright Choral: No sad thought his soul affright by Dame Janet Baker/Richard Lewis/John Shirley-Quirk/Bach Choir/Sir Philip Ledger/Douglas Guest/London Symphony Orchestra/Sir David Will***s/Choristers Of Westminster Abbey (MP3 Download - Nov. 7, 2000). — “: affright”,
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  • Glee God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen Cast Version with Lyrics from Christmas Album Glee God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen Cast Version with Lyrics from Christmas Album God rest ye merry, gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came; And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same: How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy "Fear not," said the Angel, "Let nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour Of pure or Virgin bright, To free all those who trust in Him From Satan's power and might." O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy Now to the Lord sing praises, All you within this place, And with true love and brotherhood Each other now embrace; This holy tide of Christmas All other doth deface. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy
  • Song of the Irish Brigade (Confederate) Music: David Kincaid Song of the Irish Brigade Paintings: Don Troiani (Drive them to Washington/Altoona Pass/Little Round Top) Lyrics: Oh, not now for songs of a nation's wrongs, not the groans of starving labor; Let the rifle ring and the bullet sing to the clash of the flashing sabre! There are Irish ranks on the tented banks of Columbia's guarded ocean; And an iron clank from flank to flank tells of armed men in motion. And frank souls there clear true and bare To all, as the steel beside them, Can love or hate withe the strength of Fate, Till the grave of the valiant hide them. Each seems to be mailed Ard Righ, whose sword's avenging glory Must light the fight and smite for Right, Like Brian's in olden story! With pale affright and panic flight Shall dastard Yankees base and hollow, Hear a Celtic race, from their battle place, Charge to the shout of "Faugh-a-ballaugh!" By the sould above, by the land we love Her tears bleeding patience The sledge is wrought that shall smash to naught The brazen liar of nations. The Irish green shall again be seen as our Irish fathers bore it, A burning wind from the South behind, and the Yankee rout before it! O'Neil's red hand shall purge the land- Rain a fire on men and cattle, Till the Lincoln snakes in their own cold lakes Plunge from the blaze of battle. The knaves that rest on Columbia's breast, and the voice of true men stifle; we'll exorcise from the rescued prize- Our talisman, the rifle; For a tyrant's life a bowie knife ...
  • A Fine Frenzy - Rangers - live in Dresden (11/24/2008) Well unfortunately it's not the full song, it's only the rest of it, but some ask me if I have this song and if I could upload it then. So I did - all for AFF, right?!
  • God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen / Deck the Halls Date Recorded: October 25, 2008 Recorded by: Joevan Arranged by: Sally DeFord Lyrics: God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen God rest ye merry, gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy In Bethlehem, in Israel, This blessed Babe was born And laid within a manger Upon this blessed morn The which His Mother Mary Did nothing take in scorn O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came; And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same: How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy "Fear not then," said the Angel, "Let nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour Of a pure Virgin bright, To free all those who trust in Him From Satan's power and might." O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a-feeding In tempest, storm and wind: And went to Bethlehem straightway The Son of God to find. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy And when they came to Bethlehem Where our dear Saviour lay, They found Him in a manger, Where oxen feed on hay; His Mother Mary kneeling down, Unto the Lord did pray. O tidings ...
  • God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen Rascal Flatts Rascal Flatts singing god rest ye merry gentlemen credit to for the rascal flatts wallpaper God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen lyrics God rest ye merry gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our savior Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray Oh tidings of comfort and joy From God our heavenly father The blessed angel came And unto certain shepherds Brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by name Oh tidings of comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy Fear not said the angel Let nothing you affright This day is born a savior Of the pure virgin bright To free all those who trust in him From Satan's power and might Oh tidings of comfort and joy And when they came to Bethlehem Where our dear savior lay They found him in the manger Where oxen feed on hay His mother Mary kneeled down And to the Lord did pray Oh tidings of comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy God rest ye merry gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our savior Was born on Christmas day
  • Sorrow, Stay (John Dowland) - Julia Davids and Max Anisimov, rehearsal November 2003 Sorrow, stay, lend true repentant tears, To a woeful wretched wight, Hence, Despair with thy tormenting fears: O do not my poor heart affright. Pity, help now or never, Mark me not to endless pain, Alas I am condemned ever, No hope, no help there doth remain, But down, down, down I fall, And arise I never shall.
  • Henry V Chorus -- O For A Muse Of Fire HENRY Chorus: O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to act And monarchs to behold the swelling scene! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire Crouch for employment. But pardon, and gentles all, The flat unraised spirits that have dared On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object: can this ***pit hold The vasty fields of France? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt? O, pardon! since a crooked figure may Attest in little place a million; And let us, ciphers to this great accompt, On your imaginary forces work. Suppose within the girdle of these walls Are now confined two mighty monarchies, Whose high upreared and abutting fronts The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder: Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts; Into a thousand parts divide on man, And make imaginary puissance; Think when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth; For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings, Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times, Turning the accomplishment of many years Into an hour-glass: for the which supply, Admit me Chorus to this history; Who prologue-like your humble patience pray, Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play.
  • Rest, sweet nymphs (Ian Bostridge) " Rest, sweet nymphs " Words : Traditional Folk Music : Peter Warlock ( 1894 -- 1930 ) Tenor : Ian Bostridge Piano : Julius Drake Lyrics : Rest, sweet nymphs, let golden sleep Charm your star-brighter eyes, While my lute her watch doth keep With pleasing sympathies. Lullaby, lullaby, Sleep sweetly, sleep sweetly, Let nothing affright ye, In calm contentments lie. Thus, dear damsels, I do give Good night, and so am gone; With your hearts' desires long live, Still joy and never mourn. Lullaby, lullaby, Hath eas'd you and pleas'd you, And sweet slumber seized you, And now to bed I hie. "Nighthawks" Edward Hopper ( 1882 -- 1967 )
  • God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen -Jazz. God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen Lyrics God rest ye merry, gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy In Bethlehem, in Israel, This blessed Babe was born And laid within a manger Upon this blessed morn The which His Mother Mary Did nothing take in scorn O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came; And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same: How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy "Fear not then," said the Angel, "Let nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour Of a pure Virgin bright, To free all those who trust in Him From Satan's power and might." O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a-feeding In tempest, storm and wind: And went to Bethlehem straightway The Son of God to find. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy And when they came to Bethlehem Where our dear Saviour lay, They found Him in a manger, Where oxen feed on hay; His Mother Mary kneeling down, Unto the Lord did pray. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy Now to the ...
  • Were the world mine - Pyramus and Thisby + Lyrics the song by "frankie" (zelda williams) which is played in the movie "were the world mine" Lyrics: Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show; But wonder on, till truth make all things plain. This man is Pyramus, if you would know; This beauteous lady Thisby is certain. By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn Met at a tomb to woo by pale moonlight. This grisly beast, which Lion hight by name, The trusty Thisby, coming first by night, Did scare away, or rather did affright... If we offend, we've got good will, If we our crude, our measure's plain Our true intent is your delight It's merry, tragical and brief... Oh Pyramus...Pyramus...loved Thisby And as she fled, her mantle she did fall, Which Lion vile with bloody mouth did stain, Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth, and tall, And finds his trusty Thisby's mantle slain, Da da da da da da da da da da Whereat with blade, with bloody blameful blade, He bravely broach'd his boiling bloody breast, Thus he died, He died, he died, His soul in the sky... Now Thisby's passion ends the play in tears, Asleep, My Dear? What, Dead, My Dove? Arise! Tongue not a word, Come blade my breast imbrue, Thus Thisby end, adieu, adieu, Adieu, adieu, adieu, adieu, adieu, adieu, adieu, If we offend, we've got good will, If we our crude, our measure's plain Our true intent is your delight It's merry, tragical and brief... Oh Pyramus...Pyramus...loved Thisby Da da da da da da da da da da Oh Pyramus...Pyramus...loved Thisby
  • Loreena McKennit - GOD REST YE MERRY GENTLEMEN This is an old english carol; the composer is unknown. Loreena McKennit is a is a Canadian singer, composer, harpist and pianist most famous for writing, recording and performing world music with Celtic and Middle Eastern themes. --- God rest ye merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas Day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray. O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy; O tidings of comfort and joy! From God our Heavenly Father A blessed angel came And unto certain shepherds Brought tidings of the same How in that Bethlehem was born The son of God by name "Fear not," then said the angel "Let nothing you affright This day is born a saviour Of a pure virgin bright To free all those who trust in him From Satan's pow'r and might" The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a-feeding In tempest, storm and wind And went to Bethlehem straightaway This blessed babe to find But when to Bethlehem they came Whereat this infant lay They found him in a manger Where oxen feed on hay His mother Mary kneeling Unto the Lord did pray Now to the Lord sing praises All you within this place And with true love and brotherhood Each other now embrace This holy tide of Christmas All others doth deface
  • Ralph Vaughan Williams - Hodie, Parts 15 and 16 Hodie: A Christmas Cantata London Symphony Orchestra Sir David Will***s, conductor Dame Janet Baker Richard Lewis John Shirley-Quirk The Bach Choir Choristers of Westminster Abbey 1965 No sad thought his soul affright, Sleep it is that maketh night; Let no murmur nor rude wind To his slumbers prove unkind: But a quire of angels make His dreams of heaven, and let him wake To as many joys as can In this world befall a man In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us, full of grace and truth. Emmanuel, God with us. Ring out, ye crystal spheres, Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time, And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony. Such music (as 'tis said) Before was never made, But when of old the sons of morning sung, While the Creator great His constellations set, And the well-balanced world on hinges hung, And cast the dark foundations deep, And bid the weltering waves their oozy channel keep. Yea, truth and justice then Will down return to men, Orbed in a rainbow; and, like glories wearing, Mercy will sit between, Throned in celestial sheen, With radiant feet the tissued clouds down steering; And heaven, as at some festival, Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall.
  • Canción y Cuerda - Come Heavy Sleep by John Dowland Canción y Cuerda performs John Dowland's Come Heavy Sleep Frank Selzle - tenor Oliver Thedieck - guitar please visit /cancionycuerda for more info Come, Heavy Sleep Come, heavy Sleep the image of true Death; And close up these my weary weeping eyes: Whose spring of tears doth stop my vital breath, And tears my heart with Sorrow's sigh-swoll'n cries: Come and possess my tired thought-worn soul, That living dies, till thou on me be stole. Come shadow of my end, and shape of rest, Allied to Death, child to his black-fac'd Night: Come thou and charm these rebels in my breast, Whose waking fancies do my mind affright. O come sweet Sleep; come or I die for ever: Come ere my last sleep comes, or come never.
  • Thomas Linley - Shakespeare Ode Part 2 Lyric Ode on the Fairies, Aerial Beings and Witches of Shakespeare Thomas Linley the younger Recitative - Fearful Observer: But oh! what sudden gloom, What horror overcasts the low'ring day! Why yawns that shagged cave, whose dreary womb Ne'er felt the genial sun's enliv'ning ray? Black, noisome, cheerless, Lo! how all around, With feeble cries the gliding spectres throng! Hark! now I hear, with hollow trem'lous sounds, The solemn mutter'd spell and horrid magic song. Save me! what wither'd forms my soul affright! Quartet: By the pale light of yon blue fire I know their scowling fronts and wild attire. Recitative - Fearful Observer: See, through the glimmering darkness of the cave, By paddock warn'd, their rites they sing, And slowly stalk in dismal ring Around the charmed cauldron's bubbling wave. Fearful observer: Richard Wistreich (Bass) Paul Nicholson The Parley of Instruments
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  • Remembering The World Trade Center and 9/11 (Gorecki Symphony #3) This is a video I created several years ago to commemorate the 7th anniversary of the 9/11 tragedy. I used an excerpt from the 1st movement of Gorecki's Symphony #3. I knew from the beginning that I wanted to use Gorecki's Symphony #3 (Symphony of Sorrowful Songs) for this video. Most people are familar with the David Zinman recording with Dawn Upshaw. In the original version of my video, I used that version. But one day I was listening to the version by the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra featuring soprano Susan Gritton, and I found that I liked it better. There's an urgency in the strings that's reminiscent of bells ringing, and it reminded me of the poem by Edgar Allan Poe, "The Bells," which contains this verse: Hear the loud alarum bells - Brazen bells! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor Now - now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows; Yet the ear distinctly ...
  • Dowland - "Sorrow, stay", Andreas Scholl John Dowland (1562-1626) "Sorrow, stay" Andreas Scholl, alto Andreas Martin, luth Sorrow stay, lend true repentant tears, To a woeful wretched wight, Hence, despair with thy tormenting fears: O do not my poor heart affright. Pity, help now or never, Mark me not to endless pain, Alas I am condemned ever, No hope, no help there doth remain, But down, down, down, down I fall, Down and arise I never shall. Paintings: 1. Caravaggio, The Death of the Virgin (detail), c. 1601-03 2. FF Richard, Valentine of Milan Mourning her Husband, the Duke of Orléans, 1802 3. G. de Roussy-Trioson, The Burial of Atala, 1808 4. A. Trezzini, A tired Seamstress 5. Bouguereau, All Souls' Day 7. E. Hulin, La douleur, 1908 8. P. Cézanne, Sorrow (The Magdalen), c. 1868-69 9. D. Fetti, Melancholy, c. 1622
  • William Blake - Auguries of Innocence (complete) To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage. A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons Shudders hell thro' all its regions. A dog starv'd at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state. A horse misused upon the road Calls to heaven for human blood. Each outcry of the hunted hare A fibre from the brain does tear. A skylark wounded in the wing, A cherubim does cease to sing. The game-*** clipt and arm'd for fight Does the rising sun affright. Every wolf's and lion's howl Raises from hell a human soul. The wild deer, wand'ring here and there, Keeps the human soul from care. The lamb misus'd breeds public strife, And yet forgives the butcher's knife. The bat that flits at close of eve Has left the brain that won't believe. The owl that calls upon the night Speaks the unbeliever's fright. He who shall hurt the little wren Shall never be belov'd by men. He who the ox to wrath has mov'd Shall never be by woman lov'd. The wanton boy that kills the fly Shall feel the spider's enmity. He who torments the chafer's sprite Weaves a bower in endless night. The caterpillar on the leaf Repeats to thee thy mother's grief. Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the last judgement draweth nigh. He who shall train the horse to war Shall never pass the polar bar. The beggar's dog and widow's cat, Feed them and thou wilt grow fat. The gnat that sings ...
  • Chinese Animation OST:Affright in the Darkness Thestory of Ying Zheng, the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty (221-206 BC), has been adapted time and again for both screen and stage. In the last interpretation, this controversial figure is singing Western opera. Now a three-dimensional cartoon series named The Bright Moon of Qin is profiling a young and handsome ruler. People still show a great interest in that period of time, because the reign of Ying Zheng has left profound influence on our life, like the unification of Chinese characters, currencies and measurements. The Bright Moon of Qin will offer a different perspective with the help of advanced computer technology.The 20-part cartoon features a blend of martial arts and heroic legends of the Qin Dynasty and centers on the fate of Jin Tianming, a 10-year-old orphan. To escape the murder commanded by the First Emperor, Ge Nie, a top swordsman, embarked on a dangerous adventure with Jin Tianming, the only son of his old friend. Li Si, the prime minister, persuaded Wei Zhuang, Ge's ambitious and treacherous fellow disciple, to kill the two fugitives and the fight between the righteous and the evil unfolds. The plot is derived from the idea of Sayling Wen, late Taipei-based entrepreneur and writer. An enthusiast of the wuxia (martial arts) literature since childhood, Wen spent his past few years writing the historical-and-martial art series The Bright Moon of Qin. He had only completed the first part The Episode of Jin Ke before he died in 2004. But he had the ...
  • GOD IS NOT YOUR ENEMY Don't be affright of God - be affright TO SIN. God is not your enemy - sin is. God will not kill you - your sin will kill you. God will not torment you for the eternity in the lake of fire - your sin will. There is only one sin - disobedience to God. Everything else is just derivative from it. There is only one retaliation for sin - death. Derivative from sin is death.
  • Sorrow, come (Dowland) Roberta Invernizzi "Sorrow, come!" by John Dowland Roberta Invernizzi Accademia Strumentale Italiana Alberto Rasi Sorrow come, lend true repentant tears, To a woeful wretched wight, Hence, hence despair with thy tormenting fears: Do not. O do not my poor heart affright. Pity, pity, pity, help now or never, Mark me not to endless pain, Alas I am condemned ever, No hope, no help, there doth remain, But down, down, down, down I fall, And arise I never shall. This song is often performed with the lyrics "Sorrow, stay." CD available from Stradivarius: This video is dedicated to my dear friend, Francisco. Be sure and check out his amazing YouTube channel here: Do you like Roberta Invernizzi? then sign the petition for the release of her Handel-Vivaldi album! IMPORTANT TO READ: Are you a truly Fan of Handel's operas? Then I suggest you to read carefully this petition: for a recording of Handel's Teseo with the colaboration of Invernizzi, Bonitatibus, Hallenberg, Prina, Basso, Galli, Senn under the conduction of Giovanni Antonini! DISCLAIMER: The photographs used for this video were found by searching Google Images. If I have used an image that is copyrighted, that is certainly unintentional. Please notify me, and I can remove the image.
  • Henry V - Derek Jacobi - Prologue - O! For A Muse Of Fire - Kenneth Branagh 1989 Derek Jacobi as Chorus recites the opening lines of Kenneth Branagh's 1989 adaptation of Henry V by William Shakespeare. O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire Crouch for employment. But pardon, gentles all, The flat unraised spirits that hath dar'd On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object. Can this ***pit hold The vasty fields of France? Or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt? O, pardon! since a crooked figure may Attest in little place a million; And let us, ciphers to this great accompt, On your imaginary forces work. Suppose within the girdle of these walls Are now confin'd two mighty monarchies, Whose high upreared and abutting fronts The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder; Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts: Into a thousand parts divide one man, And make imaginary puissance; Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth. For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings, Carry them here and there, jumping o'er times, Turning the accomplishment of many years Into an hour-glass: for the which supply, Admit me Chorus to this history; Who, prologue-like, your humble patience ...
  • Ralph Vaughan Williams - Hodie (1/6) Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872-1958) Hodie (This Day) - A Christmas Cantata (1953-54) for soloists, chorus, boys' choir, organ and orchestra I. Prologue: Nowell! Nowell! 0:00 II. Narration: Now the birth of Jesus Christ 3:43 III. Song: It was the winter wild IV. Narration: And it came to pass in those days V. Choral: The blessed son of God VI. Narration: And there were in the same country VII. Song: The Oxen (Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock) VIII. Narration: And the shepherds returned IX. Pastoral: The shepherds sing X. Narration: But Mary kept all these things XI. Lullaby Sweet was the song the Virgin sang XII. Hymn: Bright portals of the sky XIII. Narration: Now when Jesus was born XIV. The March of Three Kings: From kingdoms od wisdom XV. Choral: No sad throught his soul affright XVI. Epilogue: In the begnning was the Word Margaret Marshall, Stephen Roberts, Elizabeth Gale & Robert Tear London Symphony Chorus & Choristers of St Pauls Cathedral London Symphony Orchestra/Richard Hickox
  • She loves and she confesses too The original song to Michael Nymans "The Disposition of the Linen" (from "The Draughtsman's Contract") from Henry Purcell, interpreted here by "The Dowland Project" (John Potter et al.). Some of my favourites, both are marvelous! Words: Abraham Cowley (1618-1667) She loves and she confesses too, There's then at last no more to do; The happy work's entirely done, Enter the town which thou hast won; The fruits of conquest now begin, Lo, triumph, enter in. What's this, ye Gods? What can it be? Remains there still an enemy? Bold Honour stands up in the gate, And would yet capitulate. Have I o'ercome all real foes, And shall this phantom me oppose? Noisy nothing, stalking shade, By what witchcraft wert thou made, Thou empty cause of solid harms? But I shall find out counter charms, Thy airy devilship to remove From this circle here of love Sure I shall rid myself of thee By the night's obscurity, And obscurer secrecy; Unlike to ev'ry other spright Thou attempt'st not men to affright Nor appear'st but in the light.
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  • Watain- Kiss Of Death Band: Watain Song: Kiss Of Death Album: Lawless Darkness Released: 2010 by Season Of Mist Track: 9 Lyrics: Though manmade, of terrestrial birth I've always walked upon this earth A stranger searching the unknown For that distant place that is my home Oft I watched without affright The stern magnificence of night By moonless skies and beasts denied Bewitched am I, and wanting A yearning beyond form A call without sound Enter ye pale lord of silence With passion I have come to loathe This globous sty of vain misgrowth Where man amass in nauseous mound Flesh 'pon death 'pon flesh abound So come! Reap! Kiss of Death! Lips envenomed Devil's breath Beneath mistletoe sharpened we shall meet A unit to extinguish the failure of the primordial touch The kiss of death My love shall last 'til death do me part For thee, ye children of my heart Ye glass of swiftly running sand Ye harvester, ye cold white hand The yearning has been with me always To tread inside your timeless hallways To know thy scent and taste thy flavour To sense thy grasp, oh reaping saviour Shapes without form Voices without sound Enter ye pale lord of sorrow Kiss of death Lips envenomed Devil's breath Beneath the waning crescent, we shall meet Eager and fearless shall I receive the final touch The kiss of death! Of death
  • God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen - Glee With lyrics God rest ye merry, gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came; And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same: How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy "Fear not," said the Angel, "Let nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour Of pure or Virgin bright, To free all those who trust in Him From Satan's power and might." O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy Now to the Lord sing praises, All you within this place, And with true love and brotherhood Each other now embrace; This holy tide of Christmas All other doth deface. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy
  • Rest Sweet Nymphs - Francis Pilkington (ca. 1570 -1638) Una dolce ninna nanna inglese Soprano: Elisabetta Forlani Liuto: M° Franco Sartori Rest, sweet nymphs, let golden sleep Charm your star brighter eyes, While my lute the watch doth keep With pleasing sympathies. Lulla, lullaby. Lulla, lullaby. Sleep sweetly, sleep sweetly, Let nothing affright ye, In calm contentments lie. Lulla, lullaby. Lulla, lullaby. Sleep sweetly, sleep sweetly, Let nothing affright ye, In calm contentments lie. Dream, fair virgins, of delight And blest Elysian groves, While the wand'ring shades of night Resemble your true loves. Lulla, lullaby. Lulla, lullaby. Your kisses, your blisses, Send them by your wishes, Although they be not nigh. Thus, dear damsels, I do give 'Good night', and so am gone: With your hearts' desires long live, Still joy, and never moan. Lulla, lullaby. Lulla, lullaby. Hath pleased you and eased you, And sweet slumber seized you, And now to bed I hie.
  • CONFEDERATE SONG ~ IRISH SOLDIERS I am a proud Texan and Southerner. God bless the South and y'all Southerners who love their heritage. LYRICS: Oh, not now for songs of a nation's wrongs, not the groans of starving labor; Let the rifle ring and the bullet sing to the clash of the flashing sabre! There are Irish ranks on the tented banks of Columbia's guarded ocean; And an iron clank from flank to flank tells of armed men in motion. And frank souls there clear true and bare To all, as the steel beside them, Can love or hate withe the strength of fate, Till the grave of the valiant hide them. Each seems to be mailed Ard Righ, whose sword's avenging glory Must light the fight and smite for right, Like Brian's in olden story. With pale affright and panic flight Shall dastard Yankees base and hollow, Hear a Celtic race, from their battle place, Charge to the shout of "Faugh-a-ballaugh!" By the sould above, by the land we love Her tears bleeding patience The sledge is wrought that shall smash to naught The brazen liar of nations. The Irish green shall again be seen as our Irish fathers bore it, A burning wind from the South behind, and the Yankee rout before it! O'Neil's red hand shall purge the land- Rain a fire on men and cattle, Till the Lincoln snakes in their own cold lakes Plunge from the blaze of battle. The knaves that rest on Columbia's breast, and the voice of true men stifle; we'll exorcise from the rescued prize- Our talisman, the rifle; For a tyrant's life a bowie knife!- Of Union knot dissolvers ...
  • No Sad Thought His Soul Affright The First Presbyterian Chancel Choir of Salt Lake City performs "No Sad Thought" from Ralph Vaughan Williams' "Hodie" on December 6, 2009 under the direction of Russell McKinney, Music Director.
  • Medtner - La Campanella 2010 Medtner's famous toccata, "La Campanella," or "The Bells," from Two Fairy Tales, op.20. Filmed by Tim Conway, Legion Filmworks LLC. Thanks to Cleveland State University for the use of Drinko Hall. From Edgar Allen Poe: Hear the loud alarum bells Brazen bells! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor, Now - now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows: Yet the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling, And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells Of the bells Of the bells, bells, bells,bells, Bells, bells, bells In the clamor and the clangor of the bells!
  • !!!SCREAM!!! Crazy Man - Hilarious crazy man is shouting at everybody
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  • Glee - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen ~ with Lyrics Copyright; Sony Music Entertainment God rest ye merry, gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy(comfort and joy) From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came; And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same: How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy "Fear not," said the Angel, "Let nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour Of pure or Virgin bright, To free all those who trust in Him From Satan's power and might." O tidings of comfort and joy, (Comfort and joy) O tidings of comfort and joy Now to the Lord sing praises, All you within this place, And with true love and brotherhood Each other now embrace; This holy tide of Christmas All other doth deface. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy(comfort and joy) O joy Tidings of comfort and joy We have gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy(comfort and joy)
  • Darkthrone - Earth's Last Picture From the 1996 album "Total Death". Origin: Norway (Kolbotn) Lyrics: We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (Sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing ye saints thoroughly (Sans love, sans compassion) To behold the wails of thine in affright whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts (Sans warmth, sans pity) To behold a world, darkly astir rising in madness and mystery (sans light, sans life) Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie Than to tremble amidst, this old memory? Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold! Tis the rise of satanic divinity... Oh we rejoice at the destruction of all ye have ever lived for... Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath (tis the voices from the past) Aye we can not mourn, for never morrow shall dawn World without end...
  • Henry Purcell - she loves and she confesses too Z.413 .wmv She loves and she confesses, too Abraham Cowley (1618-1667) She loves and she confesses too, There's then at last no more to do; The happy work's entirely done, Enter the town which thou hast won; The fruits of conquest now begin, Lo, triumph, enter in. What's this, ye Gods? What can it be? Remains there still an enemy? Bold Honour stands up in the gate, And would yet capitulate. Have I o'ercome all real foes, And shall this phantom me oppose? Noisy nothing, stalking shade, By what witchcraft wert thou made, Thou empty cause of solid harms? But I shall find out counter charms, Thy airy devilship to remove From this circle here of love Sure I shall rid myself of thee By the night's obscurity, And obscurer secrecy; Unlike to ev'ry other spright Thou attempt'st not men to affright Nor appear'st but in the light. The King's Consort Susan Gritton
  • Grave Digger - The Grave Digger On of my favorite songs of Grave Digger, if not the favorite. The title is "The grave digger" and this song is from the album "The grave digger" (yea Grave Digger again and again, can never be enough!), which came out on 2001. You can see the lyrics below. Enjoy metalheads! ** LYRICS ** Six feet under, I'm still alive Six feet under, I've found my paradise When I left, the skies were sober I took this shrine last October In this house of gloom and glory I'm living now and tell my story I've sold my soul, I've lived a lie Come and hear my silent cry In the silence of the night Where I shiver with affright I reflect these wasted years When I played with hopes and fears He took my life, I've lost control He killed my wife, he sold my soul The grave is open, the digger smiles He takes me under the deadly skies The grave digger I'm shouting, crying, I feel the pain I'm shouting, dying, I'm nameless brain The chains of lies, no chance for heaven All my sins are unforgiven From time to time I'm going insane I feel the hunger in my veins To kill this nightmare in my head And to save me from the dead In the silence of the night Where I shiver with affright I reflect these wasted years When I played with hopes and fears He took my life, I've lost control He killed my wife, he sold my soul The grave is open, the digger smiles He takes me under the deadly skies The grave digger, the grave digger From time to time I'm going insane I feel the hunger in my veins To kill this nightmare ...
  • God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen - sung by Jack Marti The lyrics of God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen are traditional olde English and are reputed to date back to the 15th century although the author is unknown.. It is believed that this particular carol was sung to the gentry by town watchmen who earned additional money during the Christmas season. The lyrics to this simple carol are reputed to be one of the oldest carols. God rest ye merry, gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour Was born that glorious day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy In Bethlehem, in Israel, This blessed Babe was born And laid within a manger Upon this blessed morn Of which His Mother Mary Did nothing take in scorn O tidings ... From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came; And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same: How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name. O tidings ... "Fear not then," said the Angel, "Let nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour Of a pure Virgin bright, To free all those who trust in Him From Satan's power and might." O tidings ... The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a-feeding In tempest, storm and wind: And went to Bethlehem straightway The Son of God to find. O tidings ... And when they came to Bethlehem Where our dear Saviour lay, They found Him in a manger, Where oxen feed on hay; His Mother Mary kneeling down, Unto the Lord did pray ...
  • Henry V Prologue [1944 Olivier Film] This is the opening of the 1944 Olivier film. Leslie Banks is the actor. Three lines have been cut. Here is the entire Prologue. O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention, A kingdom for a stage, princes to act And monarchs to behold the swelling scene! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire Crouch for employment. But pardon, and gentles all, The flat unraised spirits that have dared On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object: can this ***pit hold The vasty fields of France? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt? [next three lines are cut] O, pardon! since a crooked figure may Attest in little place a million; And let us, ciphers to this great accompt, {[/ ] On your imaginary forces work. Suppose within the girdle of these walls Are now confined two mighty monarchies, Whose high upreared and abutting fronts The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder: Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts; Into a thousand parts divide on man, And make imaginary puissance; Think when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth; For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings, Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times, Turning the accomplishment of many years Into an hour-glass: for the which supply, Admit me Chorus to this history ...
  • Die Verbannten Kinder Evas - In Darkness Let Me Dwell This one is from their album 'In Darkness Let Me Dwell' I wanted to reform some of the sentences, and ended up to do it all over again, but well, this is a very good song, one of my own DVKE fav.s, that's for sure, lyrics are also fantastic, and speaking of which, here you go. Enjoy! - Oerath. Sorrow, stay! Lend true repentant tears To a woeful wretched wight. Hence, despair with thy tormenting fears 0' do not my poor heart affright. In darkness let me dwell, The ground shall sorrow be; The roof despair to bar All cheerful light from me: The walls of marble black That moistened still shall weep; My music's hellish jarring sounds To banish friendly sleep. (Thus wedded to my woes, And bedded to my tomb, Oh let me living, living die, Till death do come)
  • How to Play God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen on Guitar Other cool sites God rest ye merry, gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember, Christ, our Saviour Was born on Christmas day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy In Bethlehem, in Israel, This blessed Babe was born And laid within a manger Upon this blessed morn The which His Mother Mary Did nothing take in scorn O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came; And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same: How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy "Fear not then," said the Angel, "Let nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour Of a pure Virgin bright, To free all those who trust in Him From Satan's power and might." O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a-feeding In tempest, storm and wind: And went to Bethlehem straightway The Son of God to find. O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy And when they came to Bethlehem Where our dear Saviour lay, They found Him in a manger, Where oxen feed on hay; His Mother Mary kneeling down, Unto the Lord did pray. O ...