Rhetoric and the Study of LiteratureHenry Holt, 1913 - 410 páginas |
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... this some years ago that were worth the postage . 10. In Shakespeares plays partly owing to their immense * Rules for punctuation will be found in the Appendix . popularity but quite as much to his unequalled sense for CLEARNESS 23.
... this some years ago that were worth the postage . 10. In Shakespeares plays partly owing to their immense * Rules for punctuation will be found in the Appendix . popularity but quite as much to his unequalled sense for CLEARNESS 23.
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Alfred Marshall Hitchcock. popularity but quite as much to his unequalled sense for language more new words are found than in almost all the rest of the Eng- lish poets put together for not only is our speech full of phrases from his ...
Alfred Marshall Hitchcock. popularity but quite as much to his unequalled sense for language more new words are found than in almost all the rest of the Eng- lish poets put together for not only is our speech full of phrases from his ...
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... sense in wearing apparel . The advantages and the disadvantages of the telephone . Why I intend to be an Why I admire Advice to a young debater . 12 Write an introductory paragraph designed to sketch in advance the plan you would adopt ...
... sense in wearing apparel . The advantages and the disadvantages of the telephone . Why I intend to be an Why I admire Advice to a young debater . 12 Write an introductory paragraph designed to sketch in advance the plan you would adopt ...
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... expanding it into a simile or alle- gory , now condensing it into a metaphor ; he flashes it forth in epigram , or exalts it by means of hyperbole , or Figures of speech even echoes the sense in onomatopoeia as in the fine FORCE 41.
... expanding it into a simile or alle- gory , now condensing it into a metaphor ; he flashes it forth in epigram , or exalts it by means of hyperbole , or Figures of speech even echoes the sense in onomatopoeia as in the fine FORCE 41.
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Alfred Marshall Hitchcock. even echoes the sense in onomatopoeia as in the fine lines Unknown , and like esteemed , and the dull swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon , where we seem to hear the heavy , careless tread of the ...
Alfred Marshall Hitchcock. even echoes the sense in onomatopoeia as in the fine lines Unknown , and like esteemed , and the dull swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon , where we seem to hear the heavy , careless tread of the ...
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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!