An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various AuthorsW.C. Little, 1843 |
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... marked the examples in this book with italics , but he was deterred from doing so by the objections which upon delibera- tion seemed to oppose such a plan , especially when Dr. Blair is with him , an author who has done so much for the ...
... marked the examples in this book with italics , but he was deterred from doing so by the objections which upon delibera- tion seemed to oppose such a plan , especially when Dr. Blair is with him , an author who has done so much for the ...
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... marked by a depression of voice , sufficient to denote the completion of the sense , but great care must be taken not to lower the tone to such a degree as to endanger the loss of the last word of the line , or sentence : a fault ...
... marked by a depression of voice , sufficient to denote the completion of the sense , but great care must be taken not to lower the tone to such a degree as to endanger the loss of the last word of the line , or sentence : a fault ...
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... marked the unhappy captive , cheer- ed by no sound but the cries of his family , or the clank- ing of his chains ; that you had seen him at last brought to his trial ; that you had seen the vile and * perjured informer deposing against ...
... marked the unhappy captive , cheer- ed by no sound but the cries of his family , or the clank- ing of his chains ; that you had seen him at last brought to his trial ; that you had seen the vile and * perjured informer deposing against ...
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... marked when he entered how the stormy wave of the multitude retired at his approach ? Have you not marked how the human heart bowed to the supremacy of his power , in the undissembled homage of deferential horror ? How his glance , like ...
... marked when he entered how the stormy wave of the multitude retired at his approach ? Have you not marked how the human heart bowed to the supremacy of his power , in the undissembled homage of deferential horror ? How his glance , like ...
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... marked with the resolute pur- pose of his soul , and his voice swelled to its boldest note of exclamation- " give me liberty or give me death ! " He took his seat . No murmur of applause was heard . The effect was too deep . After the ...
... marked with the resolute pur- pose of his soul , and his voice swelled to its boldest note of exclamation- " give me liberty or give me death ! " He took his seat . No murmur of applause was heard . The effect was too deep . After the ...
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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. 76 - For if the dead rise not, then is not Christ raised; and if Christ be not raised, your faith is vain; ye are yet in your sins. Then they also which are fallen asleep in Christ are perished.
Стр. 119 - 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. 72 - And when thou prayest, thou shalt not be as the hypocrites are : for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the streets, that they may be seen of men. Verily I say unto you, they have their reward.
Стр. 237 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
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. 270 - 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, Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness. And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
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. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious: If it were so, it was a grievous fault, And grievously hath Caesar answer'd. it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest,— For Brutus is an honorable man; So are they all, all honorable men— Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
Стр. 136 - Whatever may be conceded to the influence of refined education on minds of peculiar structure, reason and experience both forbid us to expect that national morality can prevail in exclusion of religious principle.
Стр. 44 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...