Advanced Readings and RecitationsLee and Shepard, 1881 - 450 páginas |
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... give full assurance that there is within them that which will con- tinue to delight and instruct readers of the present and the future . The writer would here acknowledge his indebtedness to Messrs . Houghton , Mifflin & Co. , and to ...
... give full assurance that there is within them that which will con- tinue to delight and instruct readers of the present and the future . The writer would here acknowledge his indebtedness to Messrs . Houghton , Mifflin & Co. , and to ...
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... give the circumflex , which takes its name from its ending . The falling ( ) is used to express the will or knowledge of the speaker , and denotes decision , positiveness , or com- pleteness . The rising ( 1 ) expresses the will or ...
... give the circumflex , which takes its name from its ending . The falling ( ) is used to express the will or knowledge of the speaker , and denotes decision , positiveness , or com- pleteness . The rising ( 1 ) expresses the will or ...
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... give way and room to your rash chóler ? Shall I be frighted when a mád mán stáres ? SHAKESPEARE . And do you now put on your best attíre ? And do you now cull out a hóliday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way , That comes in ...
... give way and room to your rash chóler ? Shall I be frighted when a mád mán stáres ? SHAKESPEARE . And do you now put on your best attíre ? And do you now cull out a hóliday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way , That comes in ...
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... give way and room to your rash chóler ? Shall I be frighted when a mád mán stáres ? SHAKESPEARE . And do you now put on your best attíre ? And do you now cull out a hóliday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way , That comes in ...
... give way and room to your rash chóler ? Shall I be frighted when a mád mán stáres ? SHAKESPEARE . And do you now put on your best attíre ? And do you now cull out a hóliday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way , That comes in ...
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... give what ' er I can , The honor's not to me . For God to me has freely given From out his bounteous store , So give I of the all I have And only wish t'were more . And as I leave with tearful eyes , My brother who to me was sent , I ...
... give what ' er I can , The honor's not to me . For God to me has freely given From out his bounteous store , So give I of the all I have And only wish t'were more . And as I leave with tearful eyes , My brother who to me was sent , I ...
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Página xxvii - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Página 31 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Página 243 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Página 106 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply ; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing, anxious being e'er resigned, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing, lingering look behind...
Página 442 - 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...
Página 327 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Página 104 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Página 77 - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. » In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle ; Be a hero in the strife ! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead Past bury its dead ! Act, — act in the living Present ! Heart within, and God o'erhead ! /!Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind...
Página 241 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Página 72 - Be not too tame, neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...