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With mast , and helm , and pennon fair , that well had borne their part ; but the
noblest thing that perished there was that young , faithful heart . i ' s privile ' s pt
poortelson , see lightier soughter ' s life ' eina THE ORPHAN Boy . - - ( Mrs . Opie .
) ...
With mast , and helm , and pennon fair , that well had borne their part ; but the
noblest thing that perished there was that young , faithful heart . i ' s privile ' s pt
poortelson , see lightier soughter ' s life ' eina THE ORPHAN Boy . - - ( Mrs . Opie .
) ...
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That hand was cold - a frozen thing - it dropped from his like lead , - He looked up
to the face above - the face was of the dead ! A plume waved o ' er that noble
brow - the brow was fixed and white ! He met at length his father ' s eyes — but in
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That hand was cold - a frozen thing - it dropped from his like lead , - He looked up
to the face above - the face was of the dead ! A plume waved o ' er that noble
brow - the brow was fixed and white ! He met at length his father ' s eyes — but in
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... benches round , the ladies by their side , And ʼmongst them sat the Count de
Lorge , with one for whom he sighed : And truly ' twas a gallant thing to see that
crowning showValour and love , and a King above , and the royal beasts below .
... benches round , the ladies by their side , And ʼmongst them sat the Count de
Lorge , with one for whom he sighed : And truly ' twas a gallant thing to see that
crowning showValour and love , and a King above , and the royal beasts below .
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... thee Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff , oh
quaff , this kind nepenthe , and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quoth the Ravens “
Nevermore " . “ Prophet ! " said I , “ thing of 78 Text Book of Elocution .
... thee Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore ! Quaff , oh
quaff , this kind nepenthe , and forget this lost Lenore ! " Quoth the Ravens “
Nevermore " . “ Prophet ! " said I , “ thing of 78 Text Book of Elocution .
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said I , “ thing of evil ! - prophet still , if bird or devil ! - Whether tempter sent , or
whether tempest tossed thee here ashore , Desolate , yet all undaunted , on this
desert land enchanted - On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly , I implore
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said I , “ thing of evil ! - prophet still , if bird or devil ! - Whether tempter sent , or
whether tempest tossed thee here ashore , Desolate , yet all undaunted , on this
desert land enchanted - On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly , I implore
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第37页 - What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod; They have left unstained what there they found,— Freedom to worship God.
第113页 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull, cold marble, where no mention Of me...
第115页 - Be not too tame, neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature ; for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, — whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as 't were, the mirror up to Nature ; to show virtue her own feature ; scorn, her own image ; and the very age and body of the time, his form and pressure.
第74页 - Cameron's gathering" rose, The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills Savage and shrill ! But with the breath which fills Their...
第75页 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
第111页 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,* More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
第75页 - And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep...
第79页 - Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee— by these angels he hath sent thee Respite— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!
第59页 - BREATHES there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well...
第110页 - Weep no more, woful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the wat'ry floor; So sinks the daystar in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
书目信息
| 名称 | Macleod's First text-book of elocution |
| 作者 | Alfred Macleod |
| 版本 | 2 |
| 出版日期 | 1877 |
| 出处： | 牛津大学 |
| 数字化处理时间 | 2006年7月27日 |
| 导出参考文献 | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |