Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and SpeakingHill and Moore, 1820 - 384 էջ |
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... tears . The front wrinkled into frowns , and the eyebrows overhanging the eyes , like clouds , fraught with tempest , shew a mind agitated with fury . Above all , the eye shews the very spirit in a visible form . In every different ...
... tears . The front wrinkled into frowns , and the eyebrows overhanging the eyes , like clouds , fraught with tempest , shew a mind agitated with fury . Above all , the eye shews the very spirit in a visible form . In every different ...
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... tears trickling silent , and unwiped ; with a total inatten- tion to every thing that passes . Words , if any , few , and those dragged out , rather than spoken ; the accents weak , and interrupted , sighs breaking into the middle of ...
... tears trickling silent , and unwiped ; with a total inatten- tion to every thing that passes . Words , if any , few , and those dragged out , rather than spoken ; the accents weak , and interrupted , sighs breaking into the middle of ...
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... tears are seen to flow . The knees are bended ; or the body prostrated on the ground . The arms are spread in a sup- pliant posture , and the voice of deprecation is uttered with sighs , groans , timidity , hesitation and trembling ...
... tears are seen to flow . The knees are bended ; or the body prostrated on the ground . The arms are spread in a sup- pliant posture , and the voice of deprecation is uttered with sighs , groans , timidity , hesitation and trembling ...
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... tears its own flesh and destroys itself . Sickness , has infirmity and feebleness in every motion and utterance . The eyes dim and almost closed ; cheeks pale and hollow ; the jaw fallen ; the head hung down , as if too heavy to be ...
... tears its own flesh and destroys itself . Sickness , has infirmity and feebleness in every motion and utterance . The eyes dim and almost closed ; cheeks pale and hollow ; the jaw fallen ; the head hung down , as if too heavy to be ...
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... tears ; and after having very much extolled the women for their conjugal affection , gave the men to their wives , and re- cieved the Duke into his favor . " The ladies did not a little triumph at this story ; ask- ing us , at the same ...
... tears ; and after having very much extolled the women for their conjugal affection , gave the men to their wives , and re- cieved the Duke into his favor . " The ladies did not a little triumph at this story ; ask- ing us , at the same ...
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Էջ 349 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forc'd 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...
Էջ 230 - Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him whose Sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous Moon.
Էջ 374 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment ! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason.
Էջ 373 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear : believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Էջ 356 - Caius Cassius so? When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous, To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts; Dash him to pieces!
Էջ 366 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin...
Էջ 231 - tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.
Էջ 254 - Married to immortal verse ; Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning ; The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Էջ 262 - The bottles twain, behind his back, were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke as they had basted been. But still he...
Էջ 363 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...