Voice Culture and ElocutionBaker & Taylor, 1890 - 364 頁 |
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Alice Cary arms articulation blood blow body Bozzaris breast breath Cæsar Calisthenic Cartilage Catiline dare death deed dream elements Eliza Cook elocution Epiglottis exercises eyes fall feeling flowers folks foot Fred Emerson Brooks front gesture give given glottis grace gray hawk hand happy head heard heart heaven honor Julius Cæsar larynx Lasca liberty light lips look lungs Macbeth Merchant of Venice monophthongs mouth movement muscles never night numbers o'er oblique Othello passion pause physical expression pitch position practice production of tone Prone rise scorn Senate sentence Shakespeare side sing sleep smile soft palate song soul sound speak speaker sub-vocals Supine sweet syllable tell thee thou thought throat Thyroid Cartilage tion tongue Trachea vocal vocal ligaments Voice Culture vowel whisper wind words
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第 239 頁 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
第 185 頁 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
第 228 頁 - Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
第 207 頁 - The gay will laugh / When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
第 282 頁 - Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
第 262 頁 - And do you now put on your best attire? And do you now cull out a holiday? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone; Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
第 294 頁 - An hour passed on — the Turk awoke; That bright dream was his last; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, "To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!
第 185 頁 - " Ah, poor man, Rip Van Winkle was his name, but it's twenty years since he went away from home with his gun, and never has been heard of since — his dog came home without him; but whether he shot himself, or was carried away by the Indians, nobody can tell. I was then but a little girl.
第 44 頁 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
第 300 頁 - Peace, peace— but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!