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Cumnock's School Speaker: Rhetorical Recitations for Boys and Girls
Robert McLean Cumnock
Полный просмотр - 1904
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Стр. 137 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapon had none, He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Стр. 73 - I'm the chief of Ulva's Isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. "And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. "His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover...
Стр. 100 - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather...
Стр. 54 - The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea-green boat: They took some honey, and plenty of money Wrapped up in a five-pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, "O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are!
Стр. 94 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Стр. 135 - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wond'rous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many...
Стр. 94 - Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus: but use all gently: for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness.
Стр. 36 - Tis not by guilt the onward sweep Of truth and right, O Lord, we stay ; 'Tig by our follies that so long "We hold the earth from heaven away.
Стр. 119 - A little spring had lost its way amid the grass and fern, A passing stranger scooped a well where weary men might turn ; He walled it in, and hung with care a ladle at the brink ; He thought not of the deed he did, but' judged that toil might drink. He [Missed again, and lo ! the well, by summers never dried, Had cooled ten thousand parching tongues, and saved a life beside.