The Elocutionist: A Collection of Pieces in Prose and Verse, Peculiarly Adapted to Display the Art of Reading |
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... Storm among the Alps Byron , 263 Ode to Winter Campbell , 265 Impressions of Boyhood Byron , 266 The Exile of Erin Campbell , 267 The Torch of Liberty Ode to Eloquence The Sister's Curse Moore , 268 Anonymous , 271 Campbell , 272 ...
... Storm among the Alps Byron , 263 Ode to Winter Campbell , 265 Impressions of Boyhood Byron , 266 The Exile of Erin Campbell , 267 The Torch of Liberty Ode to Eloquence The Sister's Curse Moore , 268 Anonymous , 271 Campbell , 272 ...
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... storm their camps , and , if suc- cess had not introduced negligence and inactivity , would have been able entirely to throw off the yoke : and shall not we , untouched , unsubdued - and struggling , not for the acquisition , but for ...
... storm their camps , and , if suc- cess had not introduced negligence and inactivity , would have been able entirely to throw off the yoke : and shall not we , untouched , unsubdued - and struggling , not for the acquisition , but for ...
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... storms of fate , And greatly falling ' — with a falling state . Nothing is more common than for a member of a series to involve another series ; nay , it often happens , that a member of that other involves a third . For example : the ...
... storms of fate , And greatly falling ' — with a falling state . Nothing is more common than for a member of a series to involve another series ; nay , it often happens , that a member of that other involves a third . For example : the ...
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... storms pour from two echoing hills , so towards each other approached the heroes . As two dark streams from high rocks meet , and mix , and roar on the plain ; loud , rough , and dark — in battle , met Lochlin and Innis - fail . Chief ...
... storms pour from two echoing hills , so towards each other approached the heroes . As two dark streams from high rocks meet , and mix , and roar on the plain ; loud , rough , and dark — in battle , met Lochlin and Innis - fail . Chief ...
第19页
... storm - thy sword , in battle , as lightning in the field.Thy voice was like a stream after rain - like thunder on distant hills . -Many fell by thy arm - they were consumed in the flames of thy wrath . But when thou didst return from ...
... storm - thy sword , in battle , as lightning in the field.Thy voice was like a stream after rain - like thunder on distant hills . -Many fell by thy arm - they were consumed in the flames of thy wrath . But when thou didst return from ...
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常见术语和短语
arms Bacchus battle beauty behold beneath Black Crows blood Bolus bosom brave breast breath bright brow Brutus bull Cæsar Chirsty clouds cried dark dead death deep delight dread earth Eliza Cook ERIN GO BRAGH eyes fair faithful father fear fire Gelert glory grave Greece hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry of Navarre honour hope hour king Laird land light live Lochiel Lochinvar lonely look look'd Lord loud mind morning Mount Lebanon ne'er Netherby never night o'er pale pass'd peace pibroch plain pride rage roar round Sally Brown shore sigh sleep smile soul sound spear spirit stars stood storm stream sweet sword tears tell tempest thee thing thou thought thunder tremble Twas uncle Toby voice waves weep wild wind words young
热门引用章节
第236页 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide; To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame...
第xvii页 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat...
第245页 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness...
第351页 - This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...
第329页 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence: Here we may reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition though in Hell : Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven.
第235页 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees, the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke : How jocund did they drive their team afield...
第173页 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
第350页 - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see, that on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
第216页 - Far flashed the red artillery ! But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy.
第349页 - No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...