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accented articulation aspiration Brutus cadence Caesar called ceive cern concrete consonants degree delivery described diatonic scale discourse discrete downward slide earth effect elementary sounds Elocution Elocutionist emphasis emphatic employed equal wave example exercise expression falling ditone falling slide fifth force fore give Harfleur hath heard heart heaven high note Human Voice intervals light long quantity Lord loud marked marked radical measure median stress ments monotone natural nerally º º o'er octave pauses percussion persons phatic plaintive practice pronounced pronunciation prosody public speaking quire racter radical pitch radical stress reading RECITATION rise and fall rising slide semitone sentence soul speak speaker student sylla syllables TABLE OF CONSONANT Table of Vowels thee thine thing third thou art thought tion tone unto utterance vanish vocal vowel elements vowel sounds WOICE words WOWELS
第 111 頁 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
第 133 頁 - Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain, Here earth and water, seem to strive again ; Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But as the world harmoniously confused: Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
第 147 頁 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound ; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
第 111 頁 - Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss ; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss ; Ah, that maternal smile, it answers yes...
第 147 頁 - But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet, entrancing voice he loved the best. They would have thought who heard the strain, They saw in Tempe's...
第 150 頁 - Reserved him to more wrath ; for now the thought Both of lost happiness and lasting pain Torments him : round he throws his baleful eyes, That...
第 85 頁 - Homer was the greater genius; Virgil the better artist: in the one, we most admire the man; in the other, the work. Homer hurries us with a commanding impetuosity ; Virgil leads us with an attractive majesty. Homer scatters with a generous profusion ; Virgil bestows with a careful magnificence. Homer, like the Nile, pours out his riches with a sudden overflow ; Virgil, like a river in its banks, with a constant stream.