The Art of Elocution, Or, Logical and Musical Reading and Declamation: With an Appendix, Containing a Copious Practice in Oratorical, Poetical, and Dramatic Reading and Recitation, the Whole Forming a Complete Speaker, Well Adapted to Private Pupils, Classes, and the Use of Schools1851 - 393 páginas |
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... look on the features , noble even to ruggedness , the dark furrows of the cheek , the haggard and woeful stare of the eye , the sullen and contemptuous curve of the lip , and doubt that they belonged to a man too proud and too sensitive ...
... look on the features , noble even to ruggedness , the dark furrows of the cheek , the haggard and woeful stare of the eye , the sullen and contemptuous curve of the lip , and doubt that they belonged to a man too proud and too sensitive ...
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... look about you , and consider the lives of others as well as your own ; if you think how few are born with honor , and how many die without name or children ; how little beauty we see , and how few friends we hear of ; how many diseases ...
... look about you , and consider the lives of others as well as your own ; if you think how few are born with honor , and how many die without name or children ; how little beauty we see , and how few friends we hear of ; how many diseases ...
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... look , The war denouncing trumpet took ; f . fz . f . And blew a blast so loud and dread , Bretard . maestoso . sostenuto . Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe , A presto . staccato f And ever and anon , he beat The doubling drum ...
... look , The war denouncing trumpet took ; f . fz . f . And blew a blast so loud and dread , Bretard . maestoso . sostenuto . Were ne'er prophetic sounds so full of woe , A presto . staccato f And ever and anon , he beat The doubling drum ...
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... look to see The blind and bloody soldier with foul hand Defile the locks of your shrill - shrieking daughters : Your fathers taken by the silver beards , And their most reverend heads dashed to the walls ! Your naked infants spitted ...
... look to see The blind and bloody soldier with foul hand Defile the locks of your shrill - shrieking daughters : Your fathers taken by the silver beards , And their most reverend heads dashed to the walls ! Your naked infants spitted ...
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... look on that tragical and infamous scene which followed upon it , with less ab- horrence . Humanity will draw a veil over this part of her character which it cannot approve , and may perhaps prompt some to impute her actions to her situ ...
... look on that tragical and infamous scene which followed upon it , with less ab- horrence . Humanity will draw a veil over this part of her character which it cannot approve , and may perhaps prompt some to impute her actions to her situ ...
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Página 358 - The quality of mercy is not strain'd ; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven, Upon the place beneath ; it is twice bless'd ; It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown...
Página 288 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapon had none, He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Página 337 - He was my friend, faithful and just to me : But Brutus says he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honorable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill...
Página 319 - Lochiel, Lochiel ! beware of the day ; For, dark and despairing, my sight I may seal, But man cannot cover what God would reveal. 'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.
Página 282 - Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun; the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods; rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green...
Página 282 - Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Página 324 - ... tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly; And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried, " Give me some drink, Titinius,
Página 326 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated me About my monies, and my usances : Still have I borne it with a patient shrug ; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe...
Página 308 - Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
Página 174 - From wandering on a foreign strand ! — If such there breathe, go, mark him well ; For him no minstrel raptures swell,; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch...