The Science and Art of Elocution, Or How to Read and Speak: Embracing a Comprehensive and Systematic Series of Exercises for Gesture Calisthenics and the Cultivation of the Voice; with a Collection of Nearly One Hundred and Fifty Literary Gems for Reading Or SpeakingJ.E. Potter, 1878 |
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... thee speak : I'll have my bond ; and therefore speak no more . I'll not be made a soft and dull - eyed fool , To shake the head , relent , and sigh , and yield To Christian intercessors . Follow not : I'll have no speaking : I'll have ...
... thee speak : I'll have my bond ; and therefore speak no more . I'll not be made a soft and dull - eyed fool , To shake the head , relent , and sigh , and yield To Christian intercessors . Follow not : I'll have no speaking : I'll have ...
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... thee . Now all the blessings of a glad father rest on thee ! A F. Blessed be Thy name , O Lord , Most High ! D. O. We are in Thy sight but as worms of the dust . H. O. May the grace of God abide with you forever ! A. O. And let the ...
... thee . Now all the blessings of a glad father rest on thee ! A F. Blessed be Thy name , O Lord , Most High ! D. O. We are in Thy sight but as worms of the dust . H. O. May the grace of God abide with you forever ! A. O. And let the ...
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... thee walk by sight . My dealings now thou canst not understand . I meant it so ; but I will take thy hand , And through the gloom Lead safely home My child ! 4 Now glory to the Lord of Hosts , from 56 VOCAL CULTURE . Explosive Form ...
... thee walk by sight . My dealings now thou canst not understand . I meant it so ; but I will take thy hand , And through the gloom Lead safely home My child ! 4 Now glory to the Lord of Hosts , from 56 VOCAL CULTURE . Explosive Form ...
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... thee . O , Absalom , my son , my son ! My keg is but low , I confess , Gaffer Gray ; What then ? While it lasts , man , we'll live . " The poor man alone , When he hears the poor moan , Of his morsel a morsel will give - Well - a - day ...
... thee . O , Absalom , my son , my son ! My keg is but low , I confess , Gaffer Gray ; What then ? While it lasts , man , we'll live . " The poor man alone , When he hears the poor moan , Of his morsel a morsel will give - Well - a - day ...
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... thee at his doore , Ere yet the early dawn was clear . Thy pretty bairns in fast embrace , The lifted sun shone on thy face , Downe drifted to thy dwelling - place . That flow strewed wrecks about the grass , That ebbe 120 READINGS AND ...
... thee at his doore , Ere yet the early dawn was clear . Thy pretty bairns in fast embrace , The lifted sun shone on thy face , Downe drifted to thy dwelling - place . That flow strewed wrecks about the grass , That ebbe 120 READINGS AND ...
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