A class-book of elocutionJohnstone and Hunter, 1853 - 360 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα xi
... King 265 Mrs Hemans 270 · • Thomson 273 Wolfe 274 • 275 Byron 277 Rev. R. Cobbold 279 Cowper 282 Bryant 284 _Parliamentary Reform · Rolla's Address to the Peruvian Army Prologue to the Tragedy of Cato Scene - Portius and Marcus Scene ...
... King 265 Mrs Hemans 270 · • Thomson 273 Wolfe 274 • 275 Byron 277 Rev. R. Cobbold 279 Cowper 282 Bryant 284 _Parliamentary Reform · Rolla's Address to the Peruvian Army Prologue to the Tragedy of Cato Scene - Portius and Marcus Scene ...
Σελίδα xii
... King , Queen , Hamlet • Scene - Horatio , Hamlet , Marcellus , and Bernardo Scott 313 Lee 319 Southey 323 326 330 Shakspeare 332 Speech of the Hon . Charles Sumner against the Fugitive Slave Bill 335 The Spouter Manuscript 339 Scene ...
... King , Queen , Hamlet • Scene - Horatio , Hamlet , Marcellus , and Bernardo Scott 313 Lee 319 Southey 323 326 330 Shakspeare 332 Speech of the Hon . Charles Sumner against the Fugitive Slave Bill 335 The Spouter Manuscript 339 Scene ...
Σελίδα 25
... kings have ; but he was attended with mùltitudes of patients , seeking and obtaining heal- ing of soul and body . He made the dumb that attended him to sing his praises , and the làme to leap for joy ; the deaf to hear his wónders , and ...
... kings have ; but he was attended with mùltitudes of patients , seeking and obtaining heal- ing of soul and body . He made the dumb that attended him to sing his praises , and the làme to leap for joy ; the deaf to hear his wónders , and ...
Σελίδα 26
... king of térrors lost his stìng ; and on the third day the Prince of Life trìumphed over him , spòiling death and the gràve . - Maclaurin . ON GRACE IN WRITING . I will not undertake to mark out , with any sort of precision , that idea ...
... king of térrors lost his stìng ; and on the third day the Prince of Life trìumphed over him , spòiling death and the gràve . - Maclaurin . ON GRACE IN WRITING . I will not undertake to mark out , with any sort of precision , that idea ...
Σελίδα 35
... kings lying by those who depósed them ; when I consider rival wits placed side by side , or the holy men who divided the world with their contests and dispútes ; I reflect with sorrow and astonish- ment on the little competitions ...
... kings lying by those who depósed them ; when I consider rival wits placed side by side , or the holy men who divided the world with their contests and dispútes ; I reflect with sorrow and astonish- ment on the little competitions ...
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Æneid ages Altorf animal antithesis Archimedes screw arithmetical precision arms beauty breath Cæsar Cato Chalmers character Christian clouds creation dark death deep delight Divíne Dr Chalmers dynasty earth elocution emphatic eternity existence expression fancy father fear feel flowers force Gelert genius give glory grace hand happy hath heard heart heaven honour human impressive inflection intellectual interrogative word king labour land language less light live look Lord Lord Byron ment merely mind moral motley fool mysterious nature never o'er object ocean oracles orator pass passions peace peculiar phatic poet poetry present principle quadruped race racter reader religion reptiles revealed rising modulation scene Scotland sense sentence soul speak species spirit sweet tell thee things Thomas Chalmers thou thought tical tion Trophonius truth virtue voice waves Wellington whole word
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Σελίδα 45 - Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Σελίδα 283 - Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Σελίδα 330 - Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye.
Σελίδα 114 - The depth saith, It is not in me; and the sea saith, It is not with me. It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed for the price thereof.
Σελίδα 265 - Is it far away in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand — Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ? Not there ; not there, my child.
Σελίδα 217 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Σελίδα 275 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow...
Σελίδα 94 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? — To die — to sleep — No more ; and, by a sleep, to say we end The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die — to sleep ; — To sleep ! perchance to dream : — ay, there's the rub ; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal...
Σελίδα 208 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar...
Σελίδα 299 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.