An Essay on Elocution: With Elucidatory Passages from Various Authors to which are Added Remarks on Reading Prose and Verse, with Suggestions to Instructors of the ArtW. C. Little, 1856 - 300 páginas |
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... pass ? The wide , th ' unbounded prospect lies before me ; But shadows , clouds , and darkness rest upon it . Here will I hold . If there's a pow'r above us , And that there is , all nature cries aloud Thro ' all her works , he must ...
... pass ? The wide , th ' unbounded prospect lies before me ; But shadows , clouds , and darkness rest upon it . Here will I hold . If there's a pow'r above us , And that there is , all nature cries aloud Thro ' all her works , he must ...
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... pass there was such scanty room , The bars , descending , razed his plume . The steed along the drawbridge flies , Just as it trembled on the rise ; Not lighter does the swallow skim Along the smooth lake's level brim . And when Lord ...
... pass there was such scanty room , The bars , descending , razed his plume . The steed along the drawbridge flies , Just as it trembled on the rise ; Not lighter does the swallow skim Along the smooth lake's level brim . And when Lord ...
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... pass , or as absolutely passing before our eyes . It should never be resorted to but when the author's vivid imagination inspires and carries him be- yond himself ; then his readers , by catching the cor- ruscation from , and ...
... pass , or as absolutely passing before our eyes . It should never be resorted to but when the author's vivid imagination inspires and carries him be- yond himself ; then his readers , by catching the cor- ruscation from , and ...
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... pass by a transgression . Of all passions there is none so extravagant and out- rageous as that of anger ; other passions solicit and mis- lead us , but this runs away with us by force , huries us , as well to our own , as to another's ...
... pass by a transgression . Of all passions there is none so extravagant and out- rageous as that of anger ; other passions solicit and mis- lead us , but this runs away with us by force , huries us , as well to our own , as to another's ...
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... communicated . It is more prudent to pass by trivial offences , than to quarrel for them ; by the last you are even with your adversary , but by the first above him . Passion is a sort of fever in the mind , SELECT SENTENCES . 57.
... communicated . It is more prudent to pass by trivial offences , than to quarrel for them ; by the last you are even with your adversary , but by the first above him . Passion is a sort of fever in the mind , SELECT SENTENCES . 57.
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Página 74 - Let me pull out the mote out of thine eye ; and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye ? Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye. Give not that which is holy unto
Página 152 - wounds, poor poor dumb Here is himself—marr'd as you see. by traitors. mouths, And bid them speak for me. But, were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits, and put a tongue In every wound of Caesar, that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.
Página 237 - each art, reprov'd each dull delay, Allur'd to brighter worlds and led the way. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismay'd, The reverend champion stood, at his control, Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And
Página 151 - fell. O what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I and you and all of us fell down; Whilst bloody treason flourished over us. The dint of pity ! These are gracious drops. O, now you weep; and I perceive you feel Kind souls ! What, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look
Página 73 - than meat, and the body than raiment ? Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly father fecdeth them. Are ye not much better than they? Which of you by taking thought, can add one cubit unto his stature ? And why take ye thought for
Página 72 - you, They have their reward. But thou, when thou fastest, anoint thine head and wash thy face ; that thou appear not unto men to fast, but unto thy Father which is in secret: and thy Father which seeth in secret, shall reward thee openly. The light of the body is the eve: if therefore thine eye be single, thy
Página 280 - form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm orconvuls'd—in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark heaving;—boundless, endless, and sublime—- The image of Eternity—the throne Of the invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Página 12 - For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God ; I will sit, also, upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north; I will ascend above the heights of
Página 43 - He stood, and measured the earth: he beheld, and drove asunder the nations; and the everlasting mountains were scattered, the perpetual hills did bow; his ways are everlasting. The mountains saw thee, and they trembled; the overflowing of the water passed by; the deep uttered his voice, and lifted up his hands on high.
Página 34 - With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons, and their change; all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb,