The Elocutionist's Annual ...: Comprising New and Popular Readings, Recitations, Declamations, Dialogues, Tableaux, Etc., EtcJacob W. Shoemaker National School of Elocution and Oratory, 1883 |
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21. oldal
... dread ; No more whispering fearfully And hugging each other tigat , When the shutters shake and the dogs howl In the middle of the night ; No more saying " Our Father , " Kneeling by mother's knee- For , Maggie , I struck sister ! And ...
... dread ; No more whispering fearfully And hugging each other tigat , When the shutters shake and the dogs howl In the middle of the night ; No more saying " Our Father , " Kneeling by mother's knee- For , Maggie , I struck sister ! And ...
30. oldal
... dread . He spoke not a word , but went straight to his work , And filled all the stockings ; then turned with a jerk , And laying his finger aside of his nose , And giving a nod , up the chimney he rose . He sprang to his sleigh , to ...
... dread . He spoke not a word , but went straight to his work , And filled all the stockings ; then turned with a jerk , And laying his finger aside of his nose , And giving a nod , up the chimney he rose . He sprang to his sleigh , to ...
32. oldal
... dread . He did n't prescribe , but he went straight to his work , And dosed all the rest , gave his trousers a jerk , And adding directions , while blowing his nose , He buttoned his coat , from his chair he arose . Then jumped in his ...
... dread . He did n't prescribe , but he went straight to his work , And dosed all the rest , gave his trousers a jerk , And adding directions , while blowing his nose , He buttoned his coat , from his chair he arose . Then jumped in his ...
47. oldal
... dreading . Ben's gait was the hop - skip - and - jump - proof enough that his heart was light and his anticipations high . He was eating an apple , and giving a long , melodious whoop , at intervals , followed by a deep - toned ding ...
... dreading . Ben's gait was the hop - skip - and - jump - proof enough that his heart was light and his anticipations high . He was eating an apple , and giving a long , melodious whoop , at intervals , followed by a deep - toned ding ...
69. oldal
... dread and silent Mount ! I gazed upon thee Till thou , still present to the bodily sense , Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer I worshipped the Invisible alone . Yet , like some sweet beguiling melody- So sweet we know ...
... dread and silent Mount ! I gazed upon thee Till thou , still present to the bodily sense , Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer I worshipped the Invisible alone . Yet , like some sweet beguiling melody- So sweet we know ...
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170. oldal - That he should weep for her? What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech; Make mad the guilty, and appal the free; Confound the ignorant, and amaze, indeed, The very faculties of eyes and ears.
70. oldal - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
133. oldal - Whereupon, O King Agrippa, I was not disobedient unto the heavenly vision: but showed first unto them of Damascus, and at Jerusalem, and throughout all the coasts of Judea, and then to the Gentiles, that they should repent and turn to God, and do works meet for repentance.
134. oldal - And as he thus spake for himself, Festus said with a loud voice, Paul, thou art beside thyself; much learning doth make thee mad. 25 But he said, I am not mad, most noble Festus, but speak forth the words of truth and soberness.
29. oldal - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
29. oldal - As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys, — and St.
97. oldal - They fought— like brave men, long and well; They piled that ground with Moslem slain: They conquered— but Bozzaris fell, Bleeding at every vein. His few surviving comrades saw His smile when rang their proud hurrah, And the red field was won; Then saw in death his eyelids close Calmly, as to a night's repose. Like flowers at set of sun.
87. oldal - He goes on Sunday to the church, And sits among his boys: He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter's voice, Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice.
96. oldal - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard.
178. oldal - Glenullin ! whose bride shall await, Like a love-lighted watch-fire, all night at the gate. A steed comes at morning : no rider is there ; But its bridle is red with the sign of despair.