How to Develop Power and Personality in SpeakingFunk & Wagnalls Company, 1908 - 422 Seiten |
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... asked an old minister who had heard him preach : " What do you think of my sermon ? " " A very poor sermon , indeed , " said he . " It took me a long time to prepare it , " said the astonished young man . " Ay , no doubt of it . " " Why ...
... asked an old minister who had heard him preach : " What do you think of my sermon ? " " A very poor sermon , indeed , " said he . " It took me a long time to prepare it , " said the astonished young man . " Ay , no doubt of it . " " Why ...
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... asked as : Is it lack of proper practise ? Is it due to ill health ? Is it lack of observation or of interest ? Is there a systematic plan of gathering and recording knowledge ? Are the daily habits of thinking and reading well ...
... asked as : Is it lack of proper practise ? Is it due to ill health ? Is it lack of observation or of interest ? Is there a systematic plan of gathering and recording knowledge ? Are the daily habits of thinking and reading well ...
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... asked me if I had seen it , for Moscow is the pride of Russia . I told him yes , and that I had seen Moscow burn . I will tell you what I meant . After examining nine hundred brass cannons which were picked out of the snow after ...
... asked me if I had seen it , for Moscow is the pride of Russia . I told him yes , and that I had seen Moscow burn . I will tell you what I meant . After examining nine hundred brass cannons which were picked out of the snow after ...
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... asked the child , looking up at him wistfully . " Over there , " he answered , pointing vaguely in the direc- tion of the hotel . " Hadn't we better go there ? " said the child . “ Really , ” he replied , " I don't know but what we had ...
... asked the child , looking up at him wistfully . " Over there , " he answered , pointing vaguely in the direc- tion of the hotel . " Hadn't we better go there ? " said the child . “ Really , ” he replied , " I don't know but what we had ...
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... asked him . He was reduced to the humiliating confession : " No. " " What a dunce you must be , mustn't you ? " said Polly . He was reduced to the humiliating confession : " Yes . " " Would you like me to teach you a story ? But you ...
... asked him . He was reduced to the humiliating confession : " No. " " What a dunce you must be , mustn't you ? " said Polly . He was reduced to the humiliating confession : " Yes . " " Would you like me to teach you a story ? But you ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 417 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Seite 378 - THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore ; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Seite 109 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
Seite 26 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Seite 109 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues : be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's...
Seite 369 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Seite 47 - Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air!
Seite 398 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Seite 415 - WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys ; Transported with the view I'm lost In wonder, love and praise.
Seite 389 - THOU still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady ? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth? What mad pursuit ? ? What struggle to escape ? What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?