Monastic intonation

Usage examples of chant.

The empire of the Incas was attributed in the sacred chants of the Amautas, the priests assigned to take charge of the records, to four brothers and their wives.

I am continually awakened from my reveries by the jargon of an Andalusian peasant who is setting out rose-bushes, and the song of a pretty Andalusian girl who shows the Alhambra, and who is chanting a little romance that has probably been handed down from generation to generation since the time of the Moors.

Softly she sang a chant of high, tinkling syllables, watching with head atilt to see if Kane would wander in attention.

Ignoring the hypnotic beauty of the singing, he stomped forward, purposefully mismatching the rhythm of his steps and the backbeat of the chant.

I was tall for my age, she was short, and we both loved to sing, bajans mainly, holy songs from the sacred Vedas, which we chanted by the river after dark.

From one of the Basilian monasteries came the sound of chanting, and along the walls of the city the night Guard was changed.

Her voice, lifting shrilly, sang the Song of Haleel, the song of the newly married, till it met the chant of the Muezzin on the tower of the mosque El Hassan, and mingled with it, dying away over the fields of bersim and the swift-flowing Nile.

Then Hoichi lifted up his voice, and chanted the chant of the fight on the bitter sea,-- wonderfully making his biwa to sound like the straining of oars and the rushing of ships, the whirr and the hissing of arrows, the shouting and trampling of men, the crashing of steel upon helmets, the plunging of slain in the flood.

Hoichi,-- sitting alone in the rain before the memorial tomb of Antoku Tenno, making his biwa resound, and loudly chanting the chant of the battle of Dan-no-ura.

Kenny was thumping his bodhran, chanting in rhythm, and the group of men around him were joining in.

Bandar chanted the three, three, seven and went again into the Bololo nosphere.

Vishwamitra chanted aloud a mantra too arcane and complex for any brahmin to decipher.

The staccato concatenated barks of coyotes, the lonely mourn of bloodthirsty wolves, the roo-roo-rooooo of mating buffalo, the stamping, yelling war dance of the Indians--were hardly to be compared to this Australian bushland chant.

Natalya, you must teach me the chant that all Carpathian healers use when working.

I fancied I could feel forces of the night curl around us as Cassini lighted the fire and began chanting as the smoke rose.