<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Singing - Maxioms.com</title><description>Quotes, Famous Quotes, Sayings, Proverbs, Maxims, Axioms, Maxioms</description><link>http://maxioms.com</link><language>en-us</language><copyright>Copyright 2026 Maxioms.com. All Rights Reserved.</copyright><item><title><![CDATA[She hath made me four and twenty nosegays for the shearers--three-man songmen all, and very good ones; but they are ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56472]]></link><description><![CDATA[She hath made me four and twenty nosegays for the shearers--three-man songmen all, and very good ones; but they are most of them means and bases, but one puritan amongst them, and he sings psalms to hornpipes.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56472</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sing again, with your dear voice revealing A tone  Of some world far from ours,   Where music ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56473]]></link><description><![CDATA[Sing again, with your dear voice revealing A tone  Of some world far from ours,   Where music and moonlight and feeling    Are one.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56473</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sweetest the strain when in the song The singer has been lost. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56474]]></link><description><![CDATA[Sweetest the strain when in the song The singer has been lost.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56474</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[His tongue is now a stringless instrument; Words, life, and all, old Lancaster hath spent. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56470]]></link><description><![CDATA[His tongue is now a stringless instrument; Words, life, and all, old Lancaster hath spent.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56470</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Nay, now you are too flat, And mar the concord with too harsh a descant. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56471]]></link><description><![CDATA[Nay, now you are too flat, And mar the concord with too harsh a descant.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56471</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[But would you sing, and rival Orpheus' strain. The wond'ring forests soon should dance again;  The moving mountains hear ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56465]]></link><description><![CDATA[But would you sing, and rival Orpheus' strain. The wond'ring forests soon should dance again;  The moving mountains hear the powerful call.   And headlong streams hand listening in their fall!]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56465</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[You know you haven't got a singing face. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56466]]></link><description><![CDATA[You know you haven't got a singing face.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56466</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Every night he comes With musics of all sorts, and songs composed  To her unworthiness. It nothing steads us ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56467]]></link><description><![CDATA[Every night he comes With musics of all sorts, and songs composed  To her unworthiness. It nothing steads us   To chide him from our eaves, for he persists    As if his life lay on't.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56467</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes And interchanged love tokens with my child;  Thou hast by moonlight ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56468]]></link><description><![CDATA[Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes And interchanged love tokens with my child;  Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung   With feigning voice verses of feigning love.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56468</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[O, she will sing the savageness out of a bear! ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56469]]></link><description><![CDATA[O, she will sing the savageness out of a bear!]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56469</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sang in tones of deep emotion Songs of love and songs of longing. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56459]]></link><description><![CDATA[Sang in tones of deep emotion Songs of love and songs of longing.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56459</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[God sent his Singers upon earth With songs of sadness and of mirth,  That they might touch the hearts ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56460]]></link><description><![CDATA[God sent his Singers upon earth With songs of sadness and of mirth,  That they might touch the hearts of men,   And bring them back to heaven again.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56460</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[They sing, they will pay. [Fr., Ils chantent, ils payeront.] ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56461]]></link><description><![CDATA[They sing, they will pay. [Fr., Ils chantent, ils payeront.]]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56461</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul And lap it in Elysium. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56462]]></link><description><![CDATA[Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul And lap it in Elysium.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56462</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Or did the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string,  Drew iron tears down Pluto's ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56463]]></link><description><![CDATA[Or did the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string,  Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56463</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[O Carril, raise again thy voice! let me hear the song of Selma, which was sung in my halls of ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56464]]></link><description><![CDATA[O Carril, raise again thy voice! let me hear the song of Selma, which was sung in my halls of joy, when Fingal, king of shields, was there, and glowed at the deeds of his fathers.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56464</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[I see you have a singing face--a heavy, dull, sonata face. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56454]]></link><description><![CDATA[I see you have a singing face--a heavy, dull, sonata face.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56454</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[When I but hear her sing, I fare Like one that raises, holds his ear  To some bright star ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56455]]></link><description><![CDATA[When I but hear her sing, I fare Like one that raises, holds his ear  To some bright star in the supremest Round;   Through which, besides the light that's seen    There may be heard, from Heaven within,     The rests of Anthems, that the Angels sound.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56455</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Then they began to sing That extremely lovely thing,  "Scherzando! ma non troppo, ppp." ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56456]]></link><description><![CDATA[Then they began to sing That extremely lovely thing,  "Scherzando! ma non troppo, ppp."]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56456</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[So she poured out the liquid music of her voice to quench the thirst of his spirit. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56457]]></link><description><![CDATA[So she poured out the liquid music of her voice to quench the thirst of his spirit.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56457</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[He the sweetest of all singers. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56458]]></link><description><![CDATA[He the sweetest of all singers.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56458</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[He who sings frightens away his ills. [Sp., Quien canta, sus males espanta.] ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56449]]></link><description><![CDATA[He who sings frightens away his ills. [Sp., Quien canta, sus males espanta.]]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56449</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[At every close she made, th' attending throng Replied, and bore the burden of the song:  So just, so ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56450]]></link><description><![CDATA[At every close she made, th' attending throng Replied, and bore the burden of the song:  So just, so small, yet in so sweet a note,   It seemed the music melted in the throat.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56450</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Y'ought to hyeah dat gal a-warblin' Robins, la'ks an' all dem things  Heish de mouffs an' hides dey faces ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56451]]></link><description><![CDATA[Y'ought to hyeah dat gal a-warblin' Robins, la'ks an' all dem things  Heish de mouffs an' hides dey faces   When Malindy sings.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56451</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Hey! Mr. Tamborine Man, play a song for me. I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56452]]></link><description><![CDATA[Hey! Mr. Tamborine Man, play a song for me. I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56452</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Olympian bards who sung Divine ideas below,  Which always find us young   And always keep us so. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56453]]></link><description><![CDATA[Olympian bards who sung Divine ideas below,  Which always find us young   And always keep us so.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56453</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[That which is not worth speaking they sing. [Fr., Ce qui ne vaut pas la peine d'etre dit, on le ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56445]]></link><description><![CDATA[That which is not worth speaking they sing. [Fr., Ce qui ne vaut pas la peine d'etre dit, on le chante.]]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56445</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Three merry boys, and three merry boys, And three merry boys are we,  As ever did sing in a ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56446]]></link><description><![CDATA[Three merry boys, and three merry boys, And three merry boys are we,  As ever did sing in a hempen string   Under the gallow-tree.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56446</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well; I see you have a singing face. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56447]]></link><description><![CDATA[Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well; I see you have a singing face.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56447</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The tenor's voice is spoilt by affectation, And for the bass, the beast can only bellow;  In fact, he ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56448]]></link><description><![CDATA[The tenor's voice is spoilt by affectation, And for the bass, the beast can only bellow;  In fact, he had no singing education,   An ignorant, noteless, timeless, tuneless fellow.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/56448</guid></item></channel></rss>