An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors to which are Added Remarks on Reading Prose and Verse, with Suggestions to Instructors of the ArtWeare C. Little, 1846 - Всего страниц: 300 |
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... virtue ; And that which he delights in , must be happy . But when ? or where ? -This world was made for Cæsar . I'm weary of conjectures - this must end ' em . Thus am I doubly arm'd . My death and life , My bane and antidote are both ...
... virtue ; And that which he delights in , must be happy . But when ? or where ? -This world was made for Cæsar . I'm weary of conjectures - this must end ' em . Thus am I doubly arm'd . My death and life , My bane and antidote are both ...
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... virtue . ” TRAGEDY OF CATO . " Farewell , a long farewell to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to - day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to morrow blossoms , And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third ...
... virtue . ” TRAGEDY OF CATO . " Farewell , a long farewell to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to - day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to morrow blossoms , And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third ...
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... Virtue , Fancy , Art ? Arise , as in the elder time , Warm , energic , chaste , sublime ! Thy wonders , in that godlike age , Fill thy recording sister's page- ' Tis said , and I believe the tale , Thy humblest reed could more prevail ...
... Virtue , Fancy , Art ? Arise , as in the elder time , Warm , energic , chaste , sublime ! Thy wonders , in that godlike age , Fill thy recording sister's page- ' Tis said , and I believe the tale , Thy humblest reed could more prevail ...
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... virtue ! O farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed , and the shrill trump , The spirit - stirring drum , the ear piercing fife , The royal banner ; and all quality , Pride , pomp , and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal ...
... virtue ! O farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed , and the shrill trump , The spirit - stirring drum , the ear piercing fife , The royal banner ; and all quality , Pride , pomp , and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal ...
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... virtue her own feature , scorn her own image , and the very age and body of the time , his form and pressure . " Examples . " Not far advanced was morning day , When Marmion did his troop array , To Surrey's camp to ride ; He had safe ...
... virtue her own feature , scorn her own image , and the very age and body of the time , his form and pressure . " Examples . " Not far advanced was morning day , When Marmion did his troop array , To Surrey's camp to ride ; He had safe ...
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beautiful behold beneath blank verse blessed blood breath brow Brutus Cæsar called cause character clouds dark dead dead rise death deep delight Demosthenes dread earth ELOCUTION eloquence eternal fair fall Father feel fire Gael George Somers give glory grave Greece hand happy hath heard heart heaven honor hope human human voice inflections justice king liberty light live Lochiel look Lord ment mind mountain nation nature never night noble o'er passion patriot peace pride pronounced pronunciation raised religion rising rocks rolling clouds Roman Roman Forum Rome ruin Saxon scene seemed side smile soul sound speak spirit stood sublime sweet tears tempest temples thee Thermæ thine things thou thought throne tion unto vale VALE OF TEMPE Vespasian virtue voice vowels waves wild wind wings word
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Стр. 233 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Стр. 149 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him ; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Стр. 10 - IT must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Стр. 119 - Gentlemen may cry 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!
Стр. 149 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honor, and have respect to mine honor, that you may believe : censure me in your -wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Стр. 150 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar.
Стр. 76 - For I am the least of the apostles, that am not meet to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. But by the grace of God I am what I am; and his grace which was bestowed upon me was not in vain; but I laboured more abundantly than they all; yet not I, but the grace of God which was with me.
Стр. 73 - The light of the body is the eye: if therefore thine eye be single, thy whole body shall be full of light. But if thine eye be evil, thy whole body shall be full of darkness. If therefore the light that is in thee be darkness, how great is that darkness...
Стр. 37 - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Стр. 38 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...