The Book of Eloquence: A Collection of Extracts in Prose and Verse, from the Most Famous Orators and Poets; Intended as Exercises for Declamation in Colleges and SchoolsCrandall & Moseley, 1853 - 452 páginas |
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... Ireland .. 4. Defence from the Charge of Tyranny . .SHERIDAN . 221 .BROUGHAM . 222 ... O'CONNELL . 223 Y .ROBESPIERRE . 223 5. Peroration in the Oration against Warren Hastings .... BURKE . 225 6. Catiline's Address to the Conspirators ...
... Ireland .. 4. Defence from the Charge of Tyranny . .SHERIDAN . 221 .BROUGHAM . 222 ... O'CONNELL . 223 Y .ROBESPIERRE . 223 5. Peroration in the Oration against Warren Hastings .... BURKE . 225 6. Catiline's Address to the Conspirators ...
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... Ireland . 4. Blessings of Education .. 45. Wrongs of Ireland .. 46. On the Funeral of Henrietta .. 47. Trial of the Church 48. Duty in Time of War ... 49. On the Conspiracy of Catiline 50. A Defence from Impeachment . 51. Liberty in the ...
... Ireland . 4. Blessings of Education .. 45. Wrongs of Ireland .. 46. On the Funeral of Henrietta .. 47. Trial of the Church 48. Duty in Time of War ... 49. On the Conspiracy of Catiline 50. A Defence from Impeachment . 51. Liberty in the ...
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... Ireland . 78. Apparitions .. 79. The Landed Interest .. 80. Vindication from Dishonor . 81. Removal of the Troops from Boston . 82. " You cannot Conquer America " . 83. Days of Desolation .. 84. Indulgencies to the Catholics . 85 ...
... Ireland . 78. Apparitions .. 79. The Landed Interest .. 80. Vindication from Dishonor . 81. Removal of the Troops from Boston . 82. " You cannot Conquer America " . 83. Days of Desolation .. 84. Indulgencies to the Catholics . 85 ...
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... Ireland , a man of letters , who fled from the storms of his own country to find quiet in ours . His history shows that war is not the natural element of his mind . If it had been , he never would have exchanged Ireland for America . So ...
... Ireland , a man of letters , who fled from the storms of his own country to find quiet in ours . His history shows that war is not the natural element of his mind . If it had been , he never would have exchanged Ireland for America . So ...
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... lowly cabins . They move on with a slow , unsteady step . The white man is upon their heels , for terror , or despatch ; but they heed him not . They turn to take Resistance to Oppression Securities from Catholic Ireland.
... lowly cabins . They move on with a slow , unsteady step . The white man is upon their heels , for terror , or despatch ; but they heed him not . They turn to take Resistance to Oppression Securities from Catholic Ireland.
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Página 345 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Página 342 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Página 398 - Shylock, we would have moneys :' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say, ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Página 340 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly. If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Página 397 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated* me About my moneys and my usances :* Still have I borne it with a patient shrug; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. You call me misbeliever, cut-throat, dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own.
Página 360 - 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 honourable 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 350 - Like leviathans afloat, Lay their bulwarks on the brine; While the sign of battle flew On the lofty British line : It was ten of April morn by the chime As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death; And the boldest held his breath, For a time. But the might of England flushed To anticipate the scene ; And her van the fleeter rushed O'er the deadly space between. ''Hearts of oak...
Página 339 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Página 69 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold, for the last time, the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood...
Página 124 - Mr. President, I shall enter on no encomium upon Massachusetts; she needs none. There she is. Behold her, and judge for yourselves. There is her history; the world knows it by heart The past, at least, is secure. There is Boston, and Concord, and Lexington, and Bunker Hill; and there they will remain forever.