The Art of Elocution: Or, Logical and Musical Reading and Declamation. With an Appendix Containing a Copious Practice in Oratorical, Poetical, and Dramatic Reading and Recitation; the Whole Forming a Complete Speaker, Well Adapted to Private Pupils, Classes, and the Use of SchoolsShepard, 1847 - Всего страниц: 383 |
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... look on the features , noble even to ruggedness , the dark furrows of the cheek , the haggard and woeful stare of the eye , the sullen and contemptuous curve of the lip , and doubt that they belonged to a man too proud and too sensitive ...
... look on the features , noble even to ruggedness , the dark furrows of the cheek , the haggard and woeful stare of the eye , the sullen and contemptuous curve of the lip , and doubt that they belonged to a man too proud and too sensitive ...
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... look about you , and consider the lives of others as well as your own ; if you think how few are born with honor , and how many die without name or children ; how little beauty we see , and how few friends we hear of ; how many diseases ...
... look about you , and consider the lives of others as well as your own ; if you think how few are born with honor , and how many die without name or children ; how little beauty we see , and how few friends we hear of ; how many diseases ...
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... look , The war denouncing trumpet took ; f . fz . f . And blew a blast so loud and dread , 33 retard . maestoso . sostenuto . Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe , A presto . staccato f And ever and anon , he beat The doubling ...
... look , The war denouncing trumpet took ; f . fz . f . And blew a blast so loud and dread , 33 retard . maestoso . sostenuto . Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe , A presto . staccato f And ever and anon , he beat The doubling ...
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... look to see The blind and bloody soldier with foul hand Defile the locks of your shrill - shrieking daughters : Your fathers taken by the silver beards , And their most reverend heads dashed to the walls ! Your naked infants spitted ...
... look to see The blind and bloody soldier with foul hand Defile the locks of your shrill - shrieking daughters : Your fathers taken by the silver beards , And their most reverend heads dashed to the walls ! Your naked infants spitted ...
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... look on that tragical and infamous scene which followed upon it , with less ab- horrence . Humanity will draw a veil over this part of her character which it cannot approve , and may perhaps prompt some to impute her actions to her situ ...
... look on that tragical and infamous scene which followed upon it , with less ab- horrence . Humanity will draw a veil over this part of her character which it cannot approve , and may perhaps prompt some to impute her actions to her situ ...
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Стр. 283 - When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Стр. 334 - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am arm'd so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not.
Стр. 185 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; * And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back...
Стр. 353 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Стр. 358 - The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath; it is twice bless'd; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes...
Стр. 321 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers ! Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times.
Стр. 337 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honorable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse.
Стр. 338 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Стр. 288 - River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Nethe'rby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For. a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Стр. 288 - 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.