Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and SpeakingIsaiah Thomas, Jr., 1814 - 407 Seiten |
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... them . A man owns that he is ignorant ; we admire his modesty . He says he is old ; we scarce think him so . He declares himself poor ; we do not believe it . When you descant on the faults of others , consider 60 [ PART I. LESSONS.
... them . A man owns that he is ignorant ; we admire his modesty . He says he is old ; we scarce think him so . He declares himself poor ; we do not believe it . When you descant on the faults of others , consider 60 [ PART I. LESSONS.
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... poor man loved better than his life . The next came towards us with her son upon her back , who we were told , was the greatest rake in the place , but so much the mother's darling , that she left her husband behind , with a large ...
... poor man loved better than his life . The next came towards us with her son upon her back , who we were told , was the greatest rake in the place , but so much the mother's darling , that she left her husband behind , with a large ...
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... poor man if he does not live within it , and naturally sets himself to sale to any one who can give him his price . When Pittacus , after the death of his brother , who had left him a good estate , was offered a great sum of money by ...
... poor man if he does not live within it , and naturally sets himself to sale to any one who can give him his price . When Pittacus , after the death of his brother , who had left him a good estate , was offered a great sum of money by ...
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... poor insect she is a goddess , that her eyes are brighter than the sun , that life and death are at her disposal . She believes him , and gives herself a thousand little airs upon it . Mark the vanity of the pismire on your left hand ...
... poor insect she is a goddess , that her eyes are brighter than the sun , that life and death are at her disposal . She believes him , and gives herself a thousand little airs upon it . Mark the vanity of the pismire on your left hand ...
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... poor , and beloved by every one that knows him . 1 lived within my own family , and left it much more wealthy than I found it . Rhadamanthus , who knew the value of the old lady , smiled upon her in such a manner , that the keeper of ...
... poor , and beloved by every one that knows him . 1 lived within my own family , and left it much more wealthy than I found it . Rhadamanthus , who knew the value of the old lady , smiled upon her in such a manner , that the keeper of ...
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action admire appear arms beauty behold blood body breast breath Brutus Carthaginians Cesar charm Cicero Clodius creatures dear death delight Dovedale e'en earth enemy eternal eyes fair fame father fear fortune friends Gilpin give glory grace hand happy hath head hear heart heaven honor hope hour human John Gilpin Jugurtha Keswick kind king Lady G live look Lord lyre mankind manner master Micipsa Milo mind morning nature never night noble Numidia o'er once pain passion Patricians person pleasure Plebeian Pompey praise privy counsellor Rhadamanthus rise Roman Roman Senate Rome scene Sicily side sight smile soul sound Spain speak spirit sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought thousand tion Tis green truth Twas uncle Toby virtue voice whole wise words young youth
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Seite 256 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with* thee Jest and youthful Jollity. Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Seite 377 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
Seite 382 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. 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! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause, till it come back to me.
Seite 376 - 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.
Seite 245 - With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening" mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Seite 380 - 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 : 'tis true, this god did shake : His coward lips did from their color fly ; And that same eye, whose bend doth awe the world, Did lose his lustre.
Seite 371 - 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...
Seite 380 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Seite 389 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, \ As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance. \ Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an Echo to the sense...
Seite 368 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...