The modern elocutionist, compiled and ed. by J.A. JenningsJohn Andrew Jennings 1878 |
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... breath silently , as gasping is very disagreeable to the hearers and wearisome to yourself ; besides , if proper pauses be made , sufficient time is allowed for quiet breathing . Over - exertion is thoroughly distressing to yourself and ...
... breath silently , as gasping is very disagreeable to the hearers and wearisome to yourself ; besides , if proper pauses be made , sufficient time is allowed for quiet breathing . Over - exertion is thoroughly distressing to yourself and ...
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... in that rocky channel , and hundreds on the bridge above , all holding their breath , and awaiting the fearful catastrophe . The poor boy hears the hum of new and numerous voices both above 10 THE MODERN ELOCUTIONIST .
... in that rocky channel , and hundreds on the bridge above , all holding their breath , and awaiting the fearful catastrophe . The poor boy hears the hum of new and numerous voices both above 10 THE MODERN ELOCUTIONIST .
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... breath so softly , and now and then with a deep respiration , as if it sighed ; and the mother looked still more sorrowfully on the little creature . Then a knocking was heard at the door , and 12 THE MODERN ELOCUTIONIST .
... breath so softly , and now and then with a deep respiration , as if it sighed ; and the mother looked still more sorrowfully on the little creature . Then a knocking was heard at the door , and 12 THE MODERN ELOCUTIONIST .
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... breath so deep , and raised its little hand . " Do you think that I shall save him ? " said she . 6 Our Lord will not take him from me ! " And the old man - it was Death himself - he nodded so strangely , it could just as well signify ...
... breath so deep , and raised its little hand . " Do you think that I shall save him ? " said she . 6 Our Lord will not take him from me ! " And the old man - it was Death himself - he nodded so strangely , it could just as well signify ...
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... breath of life was passing gently but rapidly from the young form before us . At every respiration his heart beat more slowly . The boy placed one hand in ours , grasped his mother's arm with the other , drew her hastily towards him ...
... breath of life was passing gently but rapidly from the young form before us . At every respiration his heart beat more slowly . The boy placed one hand in ours , grasped his mother's arm with the other , drew her hastily towards him ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Annabel Lee arms Baby Bell beautiful snow Bessie Betsey Bingen bless brave breast breath BRET HARTE bright brow CHARLES DICKENS cheek child cried dark darling dead dear death deep door dream earth EDGAR ALLAN POE eyes face fair father fear feet fell flowers grave Gregsbury hair hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Helon kind permission kissed knew lady Lars Porsena laugh light lips live look Lord M'INTOSH Malaprop Mayton morning mother never nevermore night o'er pale poor pray prayer Quoth the Raven rose round SAMUEL K seem'd sleep smile soft soul speak stood sweet T. B. ALDRICH tears tell tender thee there's thing THOMAS HOOD thou thought to-day told Twas voice weep wind wonder word young
Pasajes populares
Página 220 - THE BELLS. 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 95 - thing of evil— prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us, by that God we both adore, Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore!
Página 451 - I go, and it is done; the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Página 91 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door; "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.
Página 283 - I REMEMBER, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away!
Página 430 - God ! that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the continent,— Weary of solid firmness, — melt itself Into the sea ! and, other times, to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips...
Página 125 - Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession ! but the record fair, That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced.
Página 160 - IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Página 348 - Brown rats, black rats, gray rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, 'Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins, Cocking tails and pricking whiskers, Families by tens and dozens, Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives — Followed the Piper for their lives.
Página 78 - Between the dark and the daylight, when the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, that is known as the Children's Hour.