The Orator: A Monthly Magazine of Speeches, Plays, Dialogues, Recitations, and Scenes; Tragic, Pathetic, Comic, and Descriptive, Volumen1T. S. Hawks., 1857 |
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... falls on her knees like a penitent friar , To the elderly masker , she knows ' tis her sire ; I hear her exclaim in the notes of despair , " Oh father ! dear father , don't put me in there ! Oh father , do hear me , thy innocent child ...
... falls on her knees like a penitent friar , To the elderly masker , she knows ' tis her sire ; I hear her exclaim in the notes of despair , " Oh father ! dear father , don't put me in there ! Oh father , do hear me , thy innocent child ...
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... patriots , with the classical word that those who had the merit of the labor should have the honor of the victors . I see Asa Pollard fall the first victim of that immortal day . I see KOSSUTH'S SPEECH AT BUNKER HILL . 13.
... patriots , with the classical word that those who had the merit of the labor should have the honor of the victors . I see Asa Pollard fall the first victim of that immortal day . I see KOSSUTH'S SPEECH AT BUNKER HILL . 13.
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... fall to the ground , and Pome- roy , with his shattered musket in his brave hand , complaining that he remained unhurt when a Warren had to die . And I see all the brave who fell unnamed , unnoticed , and unknown - the nameless corner ...
... fall to the ground , and Pome- roy , with his shattered musket in his brave hand , complaining that he remained unhurt when a Warren had to die . And I see all the brave who fell unnamed , unnoticed , and unknown - the nameless corner ...
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... falls on the crowd below , From yonder attic window high - reply A thousand tongues , " A woman ! she must die ! " And , oh my God ! upon her arms a child ! - When from the crowd , with movements quick and wild , A shuddering , maniacal ...
... falls on the crowd below , From yonder attic window high - reply A thousand tongues , " A woman ! she must die ! " And , oh my God ! upon her arms a child ! - When from the crowd , with movements quick and wild , A shuddering , maniacal ...
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... fall , And all but one have heard the warning call , And fled . The heart who bore that child and wife , From yonder flaming hight , benumbed of life , Is sleeping calmly by his lattice tower , Perhaps , in dream , with Lizzy , for an ...
... fall , And all but one have heard the warning call , And fled . The heart who bore that child and wife , From yonder flaming hight , benumbed of life , Is sleeping calmly by his lattice tower , Perhaps , in dream , with Lizzy , for an ...
Términos y frases comunes
action affections arms beautiful blood brother cause child Colbee comes damn dark dead dear death Demetrius Doctor Dodder drink earth Enter Erix Exactly EXTRACT eyes face fall father fear feel feet fire friends gentlemen give half hand happy head hear heard heart heaven hold honor hope human husband I'll justice King labor land laugh lecture live look lord meet Mike mind mother nature never night noble o'er Old Dod once orator oratory passed passion Pers Perseus play present recitation rest Rome SCENE selection Senate soul speak speech spirit Squire stand stone student Swee Sweetford tears tell thee thing thou thought true turn voice Wall wife wish young
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Página 83 - I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for not without dust and heat.
Página 155 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? To die: to sleep...
Página 159 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing : It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes.
Página 153 - O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity; these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what! weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Página 158 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs : She swore, — in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange ; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful...
Página 204 - gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! ah, fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature, Possess it merely.
Página 159 - Pale Hecate's offerings : and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace, With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my where-about, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Página 152 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff. Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honorable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Página 151 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears ; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Página 74 - River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Nethe'rby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For. a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.