Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and SpeakingHill and Moore, 1820 - 384 стор. |
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... Delight or pleasure , as when one is entertained , or ravished with music , painting , oratory , or any such el- egancy , shews itself by the looks , gestures , and utter- ance of joy ; but moderate . Gravity or Seriousness , the mind ...
... Delight or pleasure , as when one is entertained , or ravished with music , painting , oratory , or any such el- egancy , shews itself by the looks , gestures , and utter- ance of joy ; but moderate . Gravity or Seriousness , the mind ...
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... delight was in vio- lence , slaughter , rapine and intestine confusion ; and such works were the employment of his earliest years . His constitution qualified him for bearing hunger , cold and want of sleep , to a degree exceeding ...
... delight was in vio- lence , slaughter , rapine and intestine confusion ; and such works were the employment of his earliest years . His constitution qualified him for bearing hunger , cold and want of sleep , to a degree exceeding ...
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... delight from several objects which seem to have very little use in them ; as from the wild- ness of rocks and deserts , and the like grotesque parts of nature . Those who are versed in philosophy , may still carry this consideration ...
... delight from several objects which seem to have very little use in them ; as from the wild- ness of rocks and deserts , and the like grotesque parts of nature . Those who are versed in philosophy , may still carry this consideration ...
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... delight in tears ; and often , when the virgins of the hamlet were assembled at their evening sports , she would steal in among them and captivate their hearts by her tales , full of charming sadness . She wore on her head a garland ...
... delight in tears ; and often , when the virgins of the hamlet were assembled at their evening sports , she would steal in among them and captivate their hearts by her tales , full of charming sadness . She wore on her head a garland ...
Сторінка 139
... a purpose ? Can he delight in the production of such abortive intelli- gences , such short lived reasonable beings ? Would he give us talents that are not to be exerted ? SECT . III . ] 139 IN READING . On the immortality of the soul,
... a purpose ? Can he delight in the production of such abortive intelli- gences , such short lived reasonable beings ? Would he give us talents that are not to be exerted ? SECT . III . ] 139 IN READING . On the immortality of the soul,
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Сторінка 349 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forc'd me Out of thy honest truth to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble...
Сторінка 230 - Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him whose Sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous Moon.
Сторінка 374 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment ! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason.
Сторінка 373 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear : believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Сторінка 356 - Caius Cassius so? When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous, To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts; Dash him to pieces!
Сторінка 366 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin...
Сторінка 231 - tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.
Сторінка 254 - Married to immortal verse ; Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning ; The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Сторінка 262 - The bottles twain, behind his back, were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke as they had basted been. But still he...
Сторінка 363 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...