The modern elocutionist, compiled and ed. by J.A. JenningsJohn Andrew Jennings 1878 |
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... Live to Christ ; do not attach yourself , or your affections to anything visible or tangible— if you do , you are certainly not a religious man . " Surely this is a grand mistake . I cannot for a moment think that " living to Christ ...
... Live to Christ ; do not attach yourself , or your affections to anything visible or tangible— if you do , you are certainly not a religious man . " Surely this is a grand mistake . I cannot for a moment think that " living to Christ ...
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... live ? In solitude , or in society ? In the green stillness of the country , where he can hear the heart of Nature beat ; or in the dark , gray city , where he can hear and feel the throbbing heart of man ? I will make answer for him ...
... live ? In solitude , or in society ? In the green stillness of the country , where he can hear the heart of Nature beat ; or in the dark , gray city , where he can hear and feel the throbbing heart of man ? I will make answer for him ...
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... live in you , or under you , O wheels ! Still , all day , the iron wheels go onward , Grinding life down from its mark , And the children's souls , which God is calling sunward , Spin on blindly in the dark . Now , tell the poor young ...
... live in you , or under you , O wheels ! Still , all day , the iron wheels go onward , Grinding life down from its mark , And the children's souls , which God is calling sunward , Spin on blindly in the dark . Now , tell the poor young ...
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... lives together With blue forget - me - nots : There tell her that I wander In thought , to tryst with her , And see the woodland squander Much wealth of wildflower . Bright bluebells fill the hollow , White stitchwort drapes the slope ...
... lives together With blue forget - me - nots : There tell her that I wander In thought , to tryst with her , And see the woodland squander Much wealth of wildflower . Bright bluebells fill the hollow , White stitchwort drapes the slope ...
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... Lives busy and dirty as ever he can ; With dirt on his fingers and dirt on his face , For the Dirty Old Man thinks the dirt no disgrace . From his wig to his shoes , from his coat to his shirt , His clothes are a proverb , a marvel of ...
... Lives busy and dirty as ever he can ; With dirt on his fingers and dirt on his face , For the Dirty Old Man thinks the dirt no disgrace . From his wig to his shoes , from his coat to his shirt , His clothes are a proverb , a marvel of ...
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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.