swan song

So we picked out the song (“Rhiannon,” click here for video), and Deer Tick learned it.

So this is Christmas, as the song goes, and what have we done?

At this moment the tinkling of a mule's bells, mingled with the song of the muleteer, came on the air.

Gushing waters thrilled the ears with the sweetness of an old familiar song.

The song stopped abruptly, the music died away, there was an interval of silence no one broke.

"He 's getting well," thought Black Sheep, who knew the song through all its seventeen verses.

As Edna waited for her husband she sang low a little song that Robert had sung as they crossed the bay.