Outlines of ElocutionS. B. Miller, 1871 - Всего страниц: 110 |
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... correctly read , that which he does not fully understand . He must more than merely understand an author's meaning ; the sentiments , for the time being , must be his own . Do not let Orthoepy be neglected . This lies at the foundation ...
... correctly read , that which he does not fully understand . He must more than merely understand an author's meaning ; the sentiments , for the time being , must be his own . Do not let Orthoepy be neglected . This lies at the foundation ...
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... correct rendition of elements , syllables , and words is fully established . Let the most difficult combinations of elements be uttered , until both the voice and ear is so educated that the slightest error can be detected . For the ...
... correct rendition of elements , syllables , and words is fully established . Let the most difficult combinations of elements be uttered , until both the voice and ear is so educated that the slightest error can be detected . For the ...
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... correctly given in pathetic composition , it will hardly fail to bring tears to the eyes of the hearer . It is generally used in giving expression to excessive grief or pity . It may , however , be used with good effect in suppli ...
... correctly given in pathetic composition , it will hardly fail to bring tears to the eyes of the hearer . It is generally used in giving expression to excessive grief or pity . It may , however , be used with good effect in suppli ...
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... correct judgment . The force should be vivid and energetic , but never vociferous . Mere loudness of tone is not emphasis . While the speaker should give expression to emo- tion , and even to passion , when his subject demands it , yet ...
... correct judgment . The force should be vivid and energetic , but never vociferous . Mere loudness of tone is not emphasis . While the speaker should give expression to emo- tion , and even to passion , when his subject demands it , yet ...
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... correct variety of inflection , -reading or speaking soon becomes very lifeless and disagreeably monotonous . There are three inflections ; viz : The Up- ward , or Rising ; the Downward , or Falling ; and the Circumflex . For an ...
... correct variety of inflection , -reading or speaking soon becomes very lifeless and disagreeably monotonous . There are three inflections ; viz : The Up- ward , or Rising ; the Downward , or Falling ; and the Circumflex . For an ...
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Стр. 90 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
Стр. 63 - His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or b'ay, And dashest him again to earth: — there let him lay.
Стр. 74 - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow ; so, indeed, he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside, And stemming it with hearts of controversy. But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried,
Стр. 88 - The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me : But shadows, clouds, and darkness, rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a power above us (And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in must be happy.
Стр. 74 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain ; And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Стр. 89 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Стр. 84 - For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan. And the people - ah, the people They that dwell up in the steeple, All alone, And who tolling, tolling, tolling, In that muffled monotone, Feel a glory in so rolling On the human heart a stone They are neither man nor woman They are neither brute nor human They are Ghouls: And their king it is who tolls; And he rolls, rolls, rolls, Rolls A paean from the bells!
Стр. 64 - Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee — Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they ? Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts : — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thy azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Стр. 82 - Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How they clang and clash and roar!
Стр. 75 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.