The Standard elocutionist; and gem-book of British authors, ed. by A. CunninghamA. Cunningham 1850 |
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... sun to me is dark And silent as the moon , When she deserts the night , Hid in her vacant interlunar cave . Since light so necessary is to life , And almost life itself , if it be true That 6 THE STANDARD ELOCUTIONIST .
... sun to me is dark And silent as the moon , When she deserts the night , Hid in her vacant interlunar cave . Since light so necessary is to life , And almost life itself , if it be true That 6 THE STANDARD ELOCUTIONIST .
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... night , incessant , heavy , strong , And seizes Nature fast . It freezes on Till Morn , late rising o'er the drooping world , Lifts her pale eye unjoyous . Then appears The various labour of the silent Night ; Prone from the dripping ...
... night , incessant , heavy , strong , And seizes Nature fast . It freezes on Till Morn , late rising o'er the drooping world , Lifts her pale eye unjoyous . Then appears The various labour of the silent Night ; Prone from the dripping ...
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... night for cash or credit ; Or with a vacant face and vacant eye , Watching cheap prints that Knight did never edit . Till sick with toil , and lassitude extreme , We often think , when we are dull and vapoury , The bliss of Paradise was ...
... night for cash or credit ; Or with a vacant face and vacant eye , Watching cheap prints that Knight did never edit . Till sick with toil , and lassitude extreme , We often think , when we are dull and vapoury , The bliss of Paradise was ...
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... Night shadows were around - the sickly morn , Dim and discoloured , rose , as though she mourned To gaze upon a scene so fraught with woe ! And there was one who passed me at this hour- A form familiar to my memory , From long ...
... Night shadows were around - the sickly morn , Dim and discoloured , rose , as though she mourned To gaze upon a scene so fraught with woe ! And there was one who passed me at this hour- A form familiar to my memory , From long ...
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... night was round her clear and cold , The holy heaven above ; Its pale stars watching to behold The might of earthly love . * She is supposed to be witnessing her husband perish by the rack . " And bid me not depart , " she cried THE ...
... night was round her clear and cold , The holy heaven above ; Its pale stars watching to behold The might of earthly love . * She is supposed to be witnessing her husband perish by the rack . " And bid me not depart , " she cried THE ...
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Andy arms aweary behold beneath blast blood bosom brave breast breath brow Cæsar Charles of Anjou cloud Conradine cried dark dead dear death deep dread Duchess d'Alençon Duke Durfy e'er Elderslie eyes father fear feel Fern friends give Gloc glory hand Hast hath hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour Huguet Inchcape Rock Jacob JACOB BROWN James Sheridan Knowles John of Procida king lady lance loud land linstock live look look'd lord Magyars Misther Dick morn mourn Murphy never night noble Norf o'er once pale pass'd pity poor Proc Rich Romeo rose Sampson scene shame shore sigh Sir Lucius smile sorrow soul Squire steeds stood sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing Thomas spurs thou thought Twas voice wild wind Wolsey yellow admiral young youth
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Стр. 161 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it ; I have killed many ; I have fully glutted my vengeance ; for my country 1 rejoice at the beams of peace.
Стр. 70 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though child-like form.
Стр. 176 - The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room, and verge enough, The characters of hell to trace ; Mark the year, and mark the night, When Severn shall re-echo with affright The shrieks of death, through Berkley's roof that ring, Shrieks of an agonizing King!
Стр. 165 - That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Стр. 176 - Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes: Youth on the prow and Pleasure at the helm : Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind's sway, That hushed in grim repose expects his evening prey.
Стр. 116 - The Border slogan rent the sky ! A Home ! a Gordon ! was the cry : Loud were the clanging blows ; Advanced, — forced back, — now low, now high, The pennon sunk and rose ; As bends the bark's mast in the gale, When rent are rigging, shrouds, and sail, It wavered 'mid the foes.
Стр. 101 - Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve; And she was there — my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve...
Стр. 15 - See yonder poor, o'erlabour'd wight, So abject, mean and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
Стр. 80 - My life is dreary, He cometh not,' she said ; She said, ' I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead...
Стр. 150 - Out of my grief and my impatience Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman Of guns, and drums, and wounds, — God save the mark!