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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... night - wind in the pine - trees ! 66 ' Look ! " she said ; " I see my father Standing lonely at his doorway ... nights he sat there , As if in a swoon he sat there , Speechless , motionless , unconscious Of the daylight or the THE ...
... night - wind in the pine - trees ! 66 ' Look ! " she said ; " I see my father Standing lonely at his doorway ... nights he sat there , As if in a swoon he sat there , Speechless , motionless , unconscious Of the daylight or the THE ...
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... night a fire was lighted , On her grave four times was kindled , For her soul upon its journey To the islands of the Blessed . From his doorway Hiawatha Saw it burning in the forest , Lighted up the gloomy hemlocks ; From his sleepless ...
... night a fire was lighted , On her grave four times was kindled , For her soul upon its journey To the islands of the Blessed . From his doorway Hiawatha Saw it burning in the forest , Lighted up the gloomy hemlocks ; From his sleepless ...
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... night has well - nigh passed ; The slumbers of the North are o'er , The giant stands erect at last ! More than we hoped in that dark time , When , faint with watching , few and worn , We saw no welcome day - star climb The cold , gray ...
... night has well - nigh passed ; The slumbers of the North are o'er , The giant stands erect at last ! More than we hoped in that dark time , When , faint with watching , few and worn , We saw no welcome day - star climb The cold , gray ...
Página 49
... night Are brothers at the dawn of day . As , unto these repentant ones We open wide our toil - worn ranks , Along our line a murmur runs Of song , and praise , and grateful thanks . Sound , for the onset , blast on blast ! Till ...
... night Are brothers at the dawn of day . As , unto these repentant ones We open wide our toil - worn ranks , Along our line a murmur runs Of song , and praise , and grateful thanks . Sound , for the onset , blast on blast ! Till ...
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... night , The town , and palace , of his deadly foe ; Rush'd through the flames , which he had kindled round , And slew him , bold in vain : nor rested there ; But , with unkingly cruelty , destroy'd Two little sons within their mother's ...
... night , The town , and palace , of his deadly foe ; Rush'd through the flames , which he had kindled round , And slew him , bold in vain : nor rested there ; But , with unkingly cruelty , destroy'd Two little sons within their mother's ...
Términos y frases comunes
Aladdin ANTIGONUS arms beauty blood bosom brandy brother brow Brutus Cæsar Colbee crime Dacotahs damn ye dare dark daughter Daura dead dear death delivery Demetrius Doctor Dodder dreadful drink drum Dymas earth emotions empire Enter Erix Erixene Exit EXTRACT eyes fall father fear feel feet fire gentlemen gesture give glory gods hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha honor husband King labor Laughing Water lecture liberty Lochinvar look lord Macedon mercy mighty Mike Minnehaha modulation mother nature never night noble Nokomis o'er Old Dod orator oratory passion peace Peri PERICLES Pers Perseus Philip poem posture recitation Roman Rome SCENE selection slave smile sorrow soul speak speech spirit Squire stand Swee Sweetford tears tell thee thing thou Thrace Thracian true vengeance voice Wall weep wife wigwam words young
Pasajes populares
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.