API mixerGetNumDevs The chorusd1

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The chorus of one of them, which ran as follows, was sung with great energy and unction:Die on the field of battle,Die on the field of battle, Glory in my soul.(Windows API Declare Function mixerGetNumDevs Lib "winmm.dll" Alias "mixerGetNumDevs" () As Long)Another special favorite had oft repeated the wordsO, Im going to glory,wont you come along with me?Dont you see the angels beckning, and a calling me away?Dont you see the golden city and the everlasting day?There were others, which made incessant mention of Jordans banks, and Canaans fields, and the New Jerusalem; for the negro mind, impassioned and imaginative, always attaches itself to hymns and expressions of a vivid and pictorial nature; and, as they sung, some laughed, and some cried, and some clapped hands, or shook hands rejoicingly with each other, as if they had fairly gained the other side of the river.(Windows API Declare Function mixerGetNumDevs Lib "winmm.dll" Alias "mixerGetNumDevs" () As Long)d1