1. Std : 10
Unit : 2
Prose
Tamilnadu State board Syllabus
( As per 2016-17 Revised Edition)
PPT Created by,
M.Kohila , M.Phil,M.A.,M.Ed.,
S.M.R.V.Hr.Sec.Sch.
Nagercoil,
Kanyakumary District-629001
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2. Karl Paulnack
Dean, School of Music
Phone: (607) 274-3343
E-mail: kpaulnack@ithaca.edu
Office: James J Whalen Ctr
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4. Olivier Eugene Prosper Charles Messiaen
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12. We shall overcome,
We shall overcome,
We shall overcome, some day.
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe
We shall overcome, some day.
We'll walk hand in hand,
We'll walk hand in hand,
We'll walk hand in hand, some day.
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe
We shall overcome, some day.
We shall live in peace,
We shall live in peace,
We shall live in peace, some day.
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe
We shall overcome, some day.
We are not afraid,
We are not afraid,
We are not afraid, TODAY
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe
We shall overcome, some day.
The whole wide world around
The whole wide world around
The whole wide world around some day
Oh, deep in my heart,
I do believe
We shall overcome, some day.
Born : July 7, 1851, Berlin,
Maryland.
Died :July 26, 1933,
Philadelphia,
Pennsylvania.
Burried :Eden Memorial
Cemetery, Collingdale,
Pennsylvania.
13.
14. But now wait a minute, I'm talking about
America, sweet America,
You know, God done shed his grace on thee,
He crowned thy good, yes he did, in a
brotherhood,
From sea to shining sea.
You know, I wish I had somebody to help me
sing this
(America, America, God shed his grace on thee)
America, I love you America, you see,
My God he done shed his grace on thee,
And you oughta love him for it,
Cause he, he, he, he, crowned thy good,
He told me he would, with brotherhood,
(From sea to shining sea).
Oh Lord, oh Lord, I thank you Lord
(Shining sea).
Oh beautiful, for heroes proved,
In liberating strife,
Who more than self, our country
loved,
And mercy more than life,
America, America, may God thy gold
refine,
Till all success be nobleness
And every gain devined.
And you know when I was in school,
We used to sing it something like
this, listen here:
Oh beautiful, for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties,
Above the fruited plain,
