Rhetoric and the Study of LiteratureHenry Holt, 1913 - 410 páginas |
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... feels the need of a friendly guide to advise him what to observe , what to strive after and what to avoid when speaking or writing . He feels the need of a little theory to steady and direct him in his efforts to improve his powers of ...
... feels the need of a friendly guide to advise him what to observe , what to strive after and what to avoid when speaking or writing . He feels the need of a little theory to steady and direct him in his efforts to improve his powers of ...
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... feeling that it checks study and spontaneity . But we need not share their spontaneity fears . Undoubtedly it does in some ... feel when , after a year or two of self - instruction in golf , they at last are sensible enough to take a few ...
... feeling that it checks study and spontaneity . But we need not share their spontaneity fears . Undoubtedly it does in some ... feel when , after a year or two of self - instruction in golf , they at last are sensible enough to take a few ...
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... feel ? Pretty good , thank you . 29. He walks like he was tired . 30. I think probably it might have been father . 31. The cause of much evil is due to the abandoned writings of men of wit . 32. I am fond of sports and football . 33 ...
... feel ? Pretty good , thank you . 29. He walks like he was tired . 30. I think probably it might have been father . 31. The cause of much evil is due to the abandoned writings of men of wit . 32. I am fond of sports and football . 33 ...
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... feel it let me in I say I only want to warm myself . 7. I did not read books the first summer I hoed beans . 8. Justice as exhibited by the course of things in general arose out of the fact that I the victor had a black eye while he the ...
... feel it let me in I say I only want to warm myself . 7. I did not read books the first summer I hoed beans . 8. Justice as exhibited by the course of things in general arose out of the fact that I the victor had a black eye while he the ...
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... feel my- self carried with a mighty force and swiftness toward the shore , a very great way ; but I held my breath , and assisted myself to swim still forward with all my might . I was ready to burst with holding my breath , when , as I ...
... feel my- self carried with a mighty force and swiftness toward the shore , a very great way ; but I held my breath , and assisted myself to swim still forward with all my might . I was ready to burst with holding my breath , when , as I ...
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Página 219 - Thus Satan talking to his nearest mate With head uplift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed; his other parts besides Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Página 233 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd, With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon, Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez, and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
Página 344 - What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?" And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere: "I heard the ripple washing in the reeds, And the wild water lapping on the crag.
Página 233 - ST. AGNES' EVE— Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold...
Página 231 - Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Página 212 - In the Spring a fuller crimson comes upon the robin's breast; In the Spring the wanton lapwing gets himself another crest; In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove; In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
Página 44 - I conjure you, by that which you profess, Howe'er you come to know it, answer me: Though you untie the winds and let them fight Against the churches; though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders...
Página 215 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells — From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
Página 215 - HEAR the sledges with the bells— Silver bells— What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Página 41 - And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom!