The players were not tin, being just ordinary Winkies; but the instruments they played upon were all tin--tin trumpets, tin fiddles, tin drums and cymbals
and flutes and horns and all.
The discordant tones of the voices and instruments drew nearer, and now droning songs mingled with the sound of the tambourines and cymbals
. The head of the procession soon appeared beneath the trees, a hundred paces away; and the strange figures who performed the religious ceremony were easily distinguished through the branches.
It is so, for cymbals
clash, and the Sultan goes by to his palace in long procession.
We reached the palace without anyone having noticed our absence, when, shortly after, a clashing of drums, and cymbals
, and the blare of trumpets burst upon our astonished ears.
and horns in the orchestra struck up more loudly, and this man with bare legs jumped very high and waved his feet about very rapidly.
In a gallery a band with cymbals
, horns, harps, and other horrors, opened the proceedings with what seemed to be the crude first-draft or original agony of the wail known to later centuries as "In the Sweet Bye and Bye." It was new, and ought to have been rehearsed a little more.
It was of Eastern origin, having been brought from the Holy Land; and the mixture of the cymbals
and bells seemed to bid welcome at once, and defiance, to the knights as they advanced.
And there all day, and day after day, there was bustle and crowding and labor, while the great ships loaded up, and one after the other spread their white pinions and darted off to the open sea, amid the clash of cymbals
and rolling of drums and lusty shouts of those who went and of those who waited.
Either in clasping her hands again, or in an ecstasy of pious joy, Miss Miggs clinked her pattens after the manner of a pair of cymbals
, at this juncture; and then resumed, in the softest accents:
This was made evident, one day, when a political procession, with hundreds of flaunting banners, and drums, fifes, clarions, and cymbals
, reverberating between the rows of buildings, marched all through town, and trailed its length of trampling footsteps, and most infrequent uproar, past the ordinarily quiet House of the Seven Gables.
In the distance, one could see a long wavering line of torches drifting down the main street, and could hear the throbbing of the bass drum, the clash of cymbals
, the squeaking of a fife or two, and the faint roar of remote hurrahs.
But now, immediately before the third quatrain or chorus, sung fortissimo, with emphatic raps of the table, which gave the effect of cymbals
and drum together, Alick's can was filled, and he was bound to empty it before the chorus ceased.