An Elocutionary Manual: With an Introductory Essay on the Study of Literature, and on Vocal Culture in Its Relation to an Aesthetic Appreciation of PoetryC. Desilver, 1875 - 432 páginas |
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... door . His table was loaded with coarse plenty , and guests were cordially welcomed to it ; but , as the habit of drinking to excess was general in the class to which he belonged , and as his fortune did not enable him to intoxicate ...
... door . His table was loaded with coarse plenty , and guests were cordially welcomed to it ; but , as the habit of drinking to excess was general in the class to which he belonged , and as his fortune did not enable him to intoxicate ...
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... doors as out ; sometimes treating his family as if they were not the same flesh and blood , when they happened to differ with him in certain matters . One day he got into a dispute with his youngest son Jonathan , who was familiarly ...
... doors as out ; sometimes treating his family as if they were not the same flesh and blood , when they happened to differ with him in certain matters . One day he got into a dispute with his youngest son Jonathan , who was familiarly ...
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... of - business clink in the accents of the answer , that produces the effect of one of those bells which small trades - people connect with their shop - doors , and which spring upon your ear with such vivacity , as you THE HUMAN VOICE .
... of - business clink in the accents of the answer , that produces the effect of one of those bells which small trades - people connect with their shop - doors , and which spring upon your ear with such vivacity , as you THE HUMAN VOICE .
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... door fowl , Which does not awe you with its claws and beak , Nor tempt you to an eyrie too high up , But which , in cackling , sets you thinking of Your eggs to - morrow at breakfast , in the pause Of finer meditation . Rather say A ...
... door fowl , Which does not awe you with its claws and beak , Nor tempt you to an eyrie too high up , But which , in cackling , sets you thinking of Your eggs to - morrow at breakfast , in the pause Of finer meditation . Rather say A ...
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... door . He had been counted among the dead ! And they knew , at last , That , such had been the power Of that celestial and immortal song , A hundred years had passed , And had not seemed so long As a single hour ! THE TENDENCY OF ...
... door . He had been counted among the dead ! And they knew , at last , That , such had been the power Of that celestial and immortal song , A hundred years had passed , And had not seemed so long As a single hour ! THE TENDENCY OF ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ALFRED TENNYSON arms beauty bells beloved sleep beneath blow breath Chaucer's Christabel church Clara Vere clouds dark dead death deep doth dream dying earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING English Excalibur eyes face fair father feeling flowers give giveth His beloved glory Goethe hand hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven human imagination King Arthur lady lake language leave light literature living look marble mighty mind moon mountains nature never Nevermore night noble o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES Othello palimpsest panther poem poet poetry Praxiteles roll round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE seemed Shakspeare sing Sir Bedivere Sisera smiling soft song soul sound speak spirit stars strange sweet sword tears tell thee thing THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY THOMAS DE QUINCEY thou thought truth unto Vere de Vere verse voice wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind woman word
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Página 334 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose ; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
Página 250 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a...
Página 379 - He scarce had ceased when the superior Fiend Was moving toward the shore ; his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast. The broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Página 188 - Then Herod, when he saw that he was mocked of the wise men, was exceeding wroth, and sent forth and slew all the children that were in Bethlehem, and in all the coasts thereof, from two years old and under, according to the time which he had diligently inquired of the wise men.
Página 400 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience, I will a round...
Página 396 - Mark you this, Bassanio, The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. An evil soul, producing holy witness, Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, A goodly apple rotten at the heart.
Página 238 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Página 190 - And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father...
Página 306 - Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he, not...
Página 420 - God bless us ! ' and ' Amen ' the other ; As ' they had seen me with these hangman's hands. Listening their fear, I could not say ' Amen,' When they did say ' God bless us !