King's College Lectures on Elocution: Or, the Physiology and Culture of Voice and Speech ... to which is Added, a Special Lecture on the Causes and Cure of Impediments of Speech

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Truebner, 1881 - 487 Seiten
 

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Seite 254 - 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...
Seite 146 - ... livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung ; Silence was pleased : now...
Seite 203 - There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone ; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest.
Seite 182 - There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats ; For I am armed so strong in honesty, That they pass by me, as the idle wind, Which I respect not.
Seite 183 - All this ! ay, more : fret till your proud heart break ; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
Seite 254 - Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently ; for in the very torrent, tempest, and, as I may say, whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.
Seite 175 - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not ' seems. ' 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black...
Seite 175 - It must be by his death: and, for my part, I know no personal cause to spurn at him, But for the general. He would be crown'd: How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking.
Seite 123 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine: While the cock with lively din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before: Oft listening how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar...
Seite 276 - E'en at the sound himself had made. Next Anger rushed : his eyes on fire, In lightnings, owned his secret stings: In one rude clash he struck the lyre, And swept with hurried hand the strings.

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