He had made several psalteries and two dulcimers, and was now attempting a set of regalles, or little organ for the choir.
"The Cloister and the Hearth" by Charles Reade
But now what had been dim, like a shadow in a mirror, was as clear as the colours in a painted psaltery.
"The Path of the King" by John Buchan
Other instruments, however, were in use by the early Anglo-Saxons, such as the Psaltery, the Fiddle, and the Pipe.
"Atlantic Monthly, Volume 6, No. 38, December, 1860" by Various
The trumpeters with their trumpets take their places, and the psaltery and the harp are brought forth.
"The Harp of God" by J. F. Rutherford
And the harp and psaltery, tambourine and flute, and wine are at their carousals.
"Hebraic Literature; Translations from the Talmud, Midrashim and Kabbala" by Various
Wasn't it precisely like him to pick out that damned psaltery there with the crooked stick?
"Kenny" by Leona Dalrymple
Of these a part sang, while the rest played upon instruments, some using the pipe, others the harp, and a certain number the psaltery.
"The Seven Great Monarchies Of The Ancient Eastern World, Vol 4. (of 7): Babylon" by George Rawlinson
There is hardly one of them that hasn't got a psaltery, or a harp, or some other musical instrument.
"A Book of Burlesques" by H. L. Mencken
Salter is sometimes for sautrier, a player on the psaltery.
"The Romance of Names" by Ernest Weekley
Below are six prophets, among them David, with his Psaltery, and Solomon, in crown and royal robe.
"Luca Signorelli" by Maud Cruttwell
Also the chosen of the years,
The multitude being at ease,
With sackbuts and with dulcimers
And noise of shawms and psalteries
Made mirth within the ears of these.
"Aholibah" by Algernon Charles Swinburne
Christ was born upon this wise,
It fell on such a night,
Neither with sounds of psalteries,
Nor with fire for light.
Mary that is God’s spouse,
Bring us to thy Son’s house.
"A Christmas Carol" by Algernon Charles Swinburne
And when the dark night wraps the cemet'ry
And only the dead to vigil there are left alone,
Don't disturb their repose, don't disturb the mystery:
If you hear the sounds of cittern or psaltery,
It is I, dear Country, who, a song t'you intone.
"The Last Poem of Rizal" by Jose Rizal