The Standard elocutionist; and gem-book of British authors, ed. by A. CunninghamA. Cunningham 1850 |
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... Stood out on end - the fringe of true despair . Fierce passions from his redd'ning eye - balls dart , His lips with soot and tears alternate smart ; When straight a voice cried " Ain't you coming , ho ? " To which that boy replied ...
... Stood out on end - the fringe of true despair . Fierce passions from his redd'ning eye - balls dart , His lips with soot and tears alternate smart ; When straight a voice cried " Ain't you coming , ho ? " To which that boy replied ...
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... 'd o'er him then , As he stood by the populous haunts of men . The winds of autumn came over the woods , As the sun stole out from their solitudes ; The moss was white on the maple's trunk , And THE STANDARD ELOCUTIONIST . 31.
... 'd o'er him then , As he stood by the populous haunts of men . The winds of autumn came over the woods , As the sun stole out from their solitudes ; The moss was white on the maple's trunk , And THE STANDARD ELOCUTIONIST . 31.
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... stood Secure , and flourish'd in a civil war . -Portius , behold thy brother , and remember- Thy life is not thy own , when Rome demands it . Alas , my friends ! Why mourn you thus ? Afflict your hearts . Let not a private loss ' Tis ...
... stood Secure , and flourish'd in a civil war . -Portius , behold thy brother , and remember- Thy life is not thy own , when Rome demands it . Alas , my friends ! Why mourn you thus ? Afflict your hearts . Let not a private loss ' Tis ...
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... stood thick as the leaves on the trec , All scatheless , I'd bear thee o'er mountain and lea . " A rushing was heard on the river banks , Wild rung wood , rock , and linn— And that instant , an hundred horsemen at speed , Came foaming ...
... stood thick as the leaves on the trec , All scatheless , I'd bear thee o'er mountain and lea . " A rushing was heard on the river banks , Wild rung wood , rock , and linn— And that instant , an hundred horsemen at speed , Came foaming ...
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... stood . " Take your earnings . ' Oh ! that I Could have seen my brother die ! It was a pang that vexed him then ; And oft returned , again , and yet again . Months passed on , and no Sir Eustace ! Nor THE STANDARD ELOCUTIONIST . 53.
... stood . " Take your earnings . ' Oh ! that I Could have seen my brother die ! It was a pang that vexed him then ; And oft returned , again , and yet again . Months passed on , and no Sir Eustace ! Nor THE STANDARD ELOCUTIONIST . 53.
Términos y frases comunes
Acres Andy arms battle behold beneath Blaney blast blood bosom brave breast breath brow Cæsar clouds cold Conradine cried dark dead dear death deep dread Duke e'er earth eyes father fear feel Fern fight friends Gloc Hamilton Tighe hand Hast hath head hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre honour hope Huguet Inchcape Rock JACOB BROWN James Sheridan Knowles John of Procida king knew lady lance loud land linstock live look look'd lord Mantua Misther Dick morning mourn never night o'er once pale pass'd pity Pompey poor Proc Rich rose scene shore sigh Sir Lucius smile sorrows soul SPECTRE KNIGHT Squire steed stept stood storm sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou thought Twas voice wave weary wild wind Xenophon yellow admiral young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 161 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it ; I have killed many ; I have fully glutted my vengeance ; for my country 1 rejoice at the beams of peace.
Página 70 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though child-like form.
Página 176 - The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room, and verge enough, The characters of hell to trace ; Mark the year, and mark the night, When Severn shall re-echo with affright The shrieks of death, through Berkley's roof that ring, Shrieks of an agonizing King!
Página 165 - That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Página 176 - Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes: Youth on the prow and Pleasure at the helm : Regardless of the sweeping Whirlwind's sway, That hushed in grim repose expects his evening prey.
Página 116 - The Border slogan rent the sky ! A Home ! a Gordon ! was the cry : Loud were the clanging blows ; Advanced, — forced back, — now low, now high, The pennon sunk and rose ; As bends the bark's mast in the gale, When rent are rigging, shrouds, and sail, It wavered 'mid the foes.
Página 101 - Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve; And she was there — my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve...
Página 15 - See yonder poor, o'erlabour'd wight, So abject, mean and vile, Who begs a brother of the earth To give him leave to toil ; And see his lordly fellow-worm The poor petition spurn, Unmindful though a weeping wife And helpless offspring mourn.
Página 80 - My life is dreary, He cometh not,' she said ; She said, ' I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead...
Página 150 - Out of my grief and my impatience Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman Of guns, and drums, and wounds, — God save the mark!