An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors to which are Added Remarks on Reading Prose and Verse, with Suggestions to Instructors of the ArtWeare C. Little, 1860 - 300 Seiten |
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... tears of penury ; of vindicating our brethren and ourselves , and of up- holding the religion of our Maker against the dark and self immolating doctrines of the pitiable unbeliever . Who can reflect upon such advantages , and not exult ...
... tears of penury ; of vindicating our brethren and ourselves , and of up- holding the religion of our Maker against the dark and self immolating doctrines of the pitiable unbeliever . Who can reflect upon such advantages , and not exult ...
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... tear , The groan , the knell , the pall , the bier , And all we know , or dream , or fear- " An excursion on the highway may as clearly as any other way , point out the five inflections of the voice . Monotone being the first , we will ...
... tear , The groan , the knell , the pall , the bier , And all we know , or dream , or fear- " An excursion on the highway may as clearly as any other way , point out the five inflections of the voice . Monotone being the first , we will ...
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... tears began to flow . The mighty master smiled to see , That love was in the next degree : ' Twas but a kindred sound to move ; For pity melts the mind to love . Softly sweet , in Lydian measures , Soon ne sooth'd his soul to pleasures ...
... tears began to flow . The mighty master smiled to see , That love was in the next degree : ' Twas but a kindred sound to move ; For pity melts the mind to love . Softly sweet , in Lydian measures , Soon ne sooth'd his soul to pleasures ...
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... tears of pitying spectators , nor the majesty of the Ro- man Commonwealth , nor the fear of the justice of his country , re- strain the licentious and wanton cruelty of a monster , who , in con- fidence of his riches , strikes at the ...
... tears of pitying spectators , nor the majesty of the Ro- man Commonwealth , nor the fear of the justice of his country , re- strain the licentious and wanton cruelty of a monster , who , in con- fidence of his riches , strikes at the ...
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... tears for his love ; joy for his fortune ; honor for his valor ; and death for his ambition . " JULIUS CAESAR . " There still remains that which is even paramount to the law . That great tribunal which the wisdom of our ancestors raised ...
... tears for his love ; joy for his fortune ; honor for his valor ; and death for his ambition . " JULIUS CAESAR . " There still remains that which is even paramount to the law . That great tribunal which the wisdom of our ancestors raised ...
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Seite 119 - It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish ? What would they have ? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery ? Forbid it, Almighty God ! I know not what course others may take;...
Seite 150 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff. Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honorable man.
Seite 237 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Seite 150 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar.
Seite 72 - Moreover when ye fast, be not, as the hypocrites, of a sad countenance: for they disfigure their faces, that they may appear unto men to fast.
Seite 17 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face ; the hair of my flesh stood up. It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, "Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Seite 131 - Northern and Southern; Atlantic and Western; whence designing men may endeavor to excite a belief that there is a real difference of local interests and views. One of the expedients of Party to acquire influence, within particular districts, is to misrepresent the opinions and aims of other Districts. You cannot shield yourselves too much against the jealousies and heart burnings which spring from these misrepresentations. They tend to render Alien to each other those who ought to be bound together...
Seite 270 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Seite 273 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Seite 128 - ... a cordial, habitual and immovable attachment to it ; accustoming yourselves to think and speak of it as of the palladium of your political safety and prosperity ; watching for its preservation with jealous anxiety ; discountenancing whatever may suggest even a suspicion that it can in any event be abandoned ; and indignantly frowning upon the first dawning of every attempt to alienate any portion of our country from the rest, or to enfeeble the sacred ties which now link together the various...