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...offended. These movements of the voice have an important agency in forming the emphasis of scorn and irony. If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volsccs in Corioli : Alone I did it — .Boy ! And it came to pass at noon, that Elijah mocked them,...

...tragic dignity. Our readers have, doubtless, ignorantly admired the original : " Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true., 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove cote, I Fluttered your Volsces in Corioli. Alone I did it— Boy!" The following is the improved...

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...— Boy ! — Cut me to pieces, Volscians ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! — If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecot, I Fluttered your Volscians in Corioli ; Alone I did it : — Boy ! — But let us part ; Lest...

...! — Cut me to pieces, Volsces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volsces in Corioli ; Alone I did it. — Boy ! CIT. Tear him to pieces !" JULIUS CLESAR. NINE PLATES....

...! — Cut me to pieces, Volsces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Fluttered your Volsces in Corioli; Alone I did it. — Boy ! CIT. Tear him to pieces !" ACT VS 5. iák....

...given as an instance of the ascent of a fifth and the subsequent descent of an octave. False hound! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Fluttered your Voices in Corioli; Alone I did it.— Boy I I say nothing here of the strong aspiration,...