Lessons in Elocution: Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse, for the Improvement of Youth in Reading and SpeakingH. Brown, 1817 - 407 Seiten |
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... sweet- ness of temper . Heaven did not give to the female sex insinuation and persuasion , in order to be surly ; it did not make them weak in order to be imperious ; it did not give them a sweet voice in order to be employed in ...
... sweet- ness of temper . Heaven did not give to the female sex insinuation and persuasion , in order to be surly ; it did not make them weak in order to be imperious ; it did not give them a sweet voice in order to be employed in ...
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... sweet - and to what magic I owe it that the draught I took of their flaggon was so deli- cious with it , that it remains upon my palate to this hour ? If the supper was to my taste , the grace which follow- ed was much more so . When ...
... sweet - and to what magic I owe it that the draught I took of their flaggon was so deli- cious with it , that it remains upon my palate to this hour ? If the supper was to my taste , the grace which follow- ed was much more so . When ...
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... sweet- ness from the Greek and Roman spring ? You have then mistaken your path , and ill employed your industry.- " What reward have I then for all my labors ; " What reward ! a large comprehensive soul , well purged from vulgar fears ...
... sweet- ness from the Greek and Roman spring ? You have then mistaken your path , and ill employed your industry.- " What reward have I then for all my labors ; " What reward ! a large comprehensive soul , well purged from vulgar fears ...
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... sweet , and she loved to lie , for hours together , on the banks of some wild and melancholy stream , singing to her lute . She taught men to weep , for she took a strange delight in tears ; and often , when the virgins of the hamlet ...
... sweet , and she loved to lie , for hours together , on the banks of some wild and melancholy stream , singing to her lute . She taught men to weep , for she took a strange delight in tears ; and often , when the virgins of the hamlet ...
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... sweet and gracious Goddess , whom all , in public or in private , worship ; whose taste is grateful , and ever will be so till nature herself shall change . No tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle , or chymic power turn thy sceptre ...
... sweet and gracious Goddess , whom all , in public or in private , worship ; whose taste is grateful , and ever will be so till nature herself shall change . No tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle , or chymic power turn thy sceptre ...
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action admire agreeable akimbo Alderman appear arms beauty body breast Calais cerned Cesar cheerful Chrysippus Cicero command consider countenance creatures Curiatii death delight Dendermond desire Dovedale earth elocution express eyebrows eyes fear fortune friends gestures give gnashes grace grief hand happy hath head heart heaven honor hope human Jugurtha Keswick kind labor Lady Lady G live look Lord manner mind modesty mouth nature ness never o'er object observe pain passion person Petrarch pleasure Pompey portunity praise privy counsellor pronunciation proper Quintillian Rhadamanthus rise Roman Rome says scene sense sentence shews Sicily side smile sometimes soul sound speaker speaking specta speech spirit sweet taste tears thee thing thou thought tion tone truth turn Twas uncle Toby utterance violent virtue voice whole words young youth
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Seite 219 - Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Seite 369 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse. Which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...
Seite 243 - Twilight gray had in her sober 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 361 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
Seite 237 - Yet he was kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Seite 220 - The sober herd that low'd to meet their young ; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school ; The watch-dog's voice, that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.
Seite 236 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent: Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Seite 354 - Why, well : Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Seite 253 - Orphean lyre, I sung of Chaos and eternal Night ; Taught by the heavenly muse to venture down The dark descent, and up to reascend, Though hard and rare : thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovereign vital lamp ; but thou Revisitest not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.
Seite 362 - There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am arm'd so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not.