The Elocutionist: A Collection of Pieces in Prose and Verse, Peculiarly Adapted to Display the Art of Reading |
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... Young Ladies ; with an Intro- duction on the Principles of Elocution , by Professor BELL . 300 pp . , cloth , · · · MURRAY'S ABRIDGMENT OF ENGLISH GRAMMAR . By the Rev. JOHN DAVIS . Cloth , MURRAY'S FIRST GRAMMAR FOR JUNIOR CLASSES . By ...
... Young Ladies ; with an Intro- duction on the Principles of Elocution , by Professor BELL . 300 pp . , cloth , · · · MURRAY'S ABRIDGMENT OF ENGLISH GRAMMAR . By the Rev. JOHN DAVIS . Cloth , MURRAY'S FIRST GRAMMAR FOR JUNIOR CLASSES . By ...
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... Young , 336 · Ibid , 340 Cardinal Wolsey's Speech to Cromwell · Shakspeare , 341 Henry V. to his Soldiers Ibid , 341 Marcellus's Speech to the Mob Ibid , 342 Ibid , 343 Douglas's Account of Himself Home , 344 Rolla to the Peruvians PAGE ...
... Young , 336 · Ibid , 340 Cardinal Wolsey's Speech to Cromwell · Shakspeare , 341 Henry V. to his Soldiers Ibid , 341 Marcellus's Speech to the Mob Ibid , 342 Ibid , 343 Douglas's Account of Himself Home , 344 Rolla to the Peruvians PAGE ...
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... young man . " But what sort of glory ? " - " Why , of all the various classes of glory , renown in arms must hold the foremost place . " Very well ; that is your position : and do you think the pleasure that springs from conquest has a ...
... young man . " But what sort of glory ? " - " Why , of all the various classes of glory , renown in arms must hold the foremost place . " Very well ; that is your position : and do you think the pleasure that springs from conquest has a ...
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... young man , thus thinks Belisarius : he is able to decide upon the subject . Of all the plagues which the pride of man has engendered , the rage of conquest is the most destructive . " Liberty and Slavery . Marmontel . DISGUISE thyself ...
... young man , thus thinks Belisarius : he is able to decide upon the subject . Of all the plagues which the pride of man has engendered , the rage of conquest is the most destructive . " Liberty and Slavery . Marmontel . DISGUISE thyself ...
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... young man , who had not recovered his speech , and said , " William ! for three years past your shadow has not darkened the door of the house of God . They who fear not the thunder , may tremble at the still small voice - Now is the ...
... young man , who had not recovered his speech , and said , " William ! for three years past your shadow has not darkened the door of the house of God . They who fear not the thunder , may tremble at the still small voice - Now is the ...
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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...