Let the shrill fife, the flute, the sackbut ring A summons to our Admiral, a salvo to our King!

And often grasps her sword, and often eyes: Her crest a bough of Winter's bleakest pine, Strange "weeds" and alpine plants her helm entwine, And wildly-pausing oft she hangs aghast, While thrills the "Spartan fife" between the blast.

LYNNBERG, MARGARET J. New standard fife or flageolette course.

The mighty trump and the mellow fife, Nerving the limbs to a stouter life; Thrilling they sound with their glorious tone, Thrilling they go, through the marrow and bone.

Starting west, in the woods, on our way to the Harbor, we stopped here and there to listen, but heard only wood-thrush and partridgethe fife and drum of nature.

A screechy fife, a bass drum's beat Is wonderful music to marching feet; A scratchy fiddle or banjo's thump May tickle the toes till they want to jump.

The drums are booming, shrill fifes whistling clear, The scent of human blood is in the blast, And the load cannon stuns the startled ear. Awayaway!

Sweet fife an' piccalo, Bofe warblin' sof an' lo' Slide ho'n an' saxophones, Jazz syncopated tones, Snare drum an' lead cornet, Alto an' clarinet, Las', but not least, dar cum Cymbals an' big bass drum O!

Park, avenue, and square shrilled with their windy fifes; the towering sides of the transports struck back the wild music of their bands; Castle William and Fort Hamilton saluted them from the ferries to the Narrows; and, hoarse with cheering, the people stared through dim eyes till the last stain of smoke off Sandy Hook vanished seaward.

The groaning capstan's labouring round, The cheerful fife's enliv'ning numbers;.

The Governor came with his Light-horse Troop And his mounted trackmen, all cock-a-hoop; Halberds glittered and colors flew, French horns whinnied and trumpets blew, The yellow fifes whistled between their teeth And the bumble-bee bass-drums boomed beneath; So he rode with all his band, Till the President met him, cap in hand.

Or, "Dere goes a thousand peoples to a goncertmaybe fife from dat thousand lofes de moosiclet dose fife gome to meand I play dem all day for noding!"

She played on a jewsharp, and on a little fife when her breath permitted, and invented grotesque costumes out of bits of silk and lace.