1 But I don't want to play, or sing, or say anything.
2 I can't sing 'LAND OF THE LEAL' now, it makes me cry.
3 Annie made her sing, and some one said she had a remarkably fine voice.
4 I'll try to sing the song of the shepherd boy which the Pilgrims heard.
5 Mercy on us, this will never do," thought Jo, adding aloud, "Go and sing to me.
6 I read every morning, try to be good all day, and sing myself to sleep with Father's tune.
7 We flew up, and hid behind the curtains, but sly peeps showed us Fred and the students singing away down below.
8 Mother is so splendid, she'd do you heaps of good, and Beth would sing to you if I begged her to, and Amy would dance.
9 All began bravely, but broke down one by one till Beth was left alone, singing with all her heart, for to her music was always a sweet consoler.
10 They felt this most when singing time came, for Beth could only play, Jo stood dumb as a stone, and Amy broke down, so Meg and Mother sang alone.
11 At sunset the tent was struck, hampers packed, wickets pulled up, boats loaded, and the whole party floated down the river, singing at the tops of their voices.
12 He was called before the curtain, and with great propriety appeared, leading Hagar, whose singing was considered more wonderful than all the rest of the performance put together.
13 "We must have our sing, in the good old way, for we are all together again once more," said Jo, feeling that a good shout would be a safe and pleasant vent for the jubilant emotions of her soul.
14 The first sound in the morning was her voice as she went about the house singing like a lark, and the last sound at night was the same cheery sound, for the girls never grew too old for that familiar lullaby.
15 After pacing to and fro in much agitation, he struck his forehead, and burst out in a wild strain, singing of his hatred for Roderigo, his love for Zara, and his pleasing resolution to kill the one and win the other.
16 Scott had married and gone to housekeeping not far off, and John fell into the way of running over for an hour or two of an evening, when his own parlor was empty, and his own wife singing lullabies that seemed to have no end.
17 But there came a time when during the fever fits she began to talk in a hoarse, broken voice, to play on the coverlet as if on her beloved little piano, and try to sing with a throat so swollen that there was no music left, a time when she did not know the familiar faces around her, but addressed them by wrong names, and called imploringly for her mother.
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