The Speaker: Or, Miscellaneous Pieces, Selected from the Best English Writers,: And Disposed Under Proper Heads, with a View to Facilitate the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking. : To which is Prefixed An Essay on ElocutionJ. Johnson, 1785 - 405 oldal |
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xiv. oldal
... look for this standard only among those who unite these two characters , and with the correct- nefs and precision of true learning , combine the eafe and elegance of genteel life . An attention to fuch models , and a free intercourfe ...
... look for this standard only among those who unite these two characters , and with the correct- nefs and precision of true learning , combine the eafe and elegance of genteel life . An attention to fuch models , and a free intercourfe ...
xxiv. oldal
... looks , and gestures , T HERE is the language of emotions and paffions , as well as of ideas . To express the latter is the peculiar province of words ; to exprefs the former , nature teaches us to make ufe of tones , looks , and ...
... looks , and gestures , T HERE is the language of emotions and paffions , as well as of ideas . To express the latter is the peculiar province of words ; to exprefs the former , nature teaches us to make ufe of tones , looks , and ...
7. oldal
... look , what he faith they extol it to the clouds ; but if a poor man speak , they say , what fellow is this ? MANY have fallen by the edge of the fword , but not so many as have fallen by the tongue . Well is he that is de- fended from ...
... look , what he faith they extol it to the clouds ; but if a poor man speak , they say , what fellow is this ? MANY have fallen by the edge of the fword , but not so many as have fallen by the tongue . Well is he that is de- fended from ...
16. oldal
... looks , Lives like a drunken failor on a maft , Ready with every nod to tumble down Into the fatal bowels of the deep . WHO fhall go about To cozen fortune , and be honourable Without the ftamp of merit ? Let none prefame To wear an ...
... looks , Lives like a drunken failor on a maft , Ready with every nod to tumble down Into the fatal bowels of the deep . WHO fhall go about To cozen fortune , and be honourable Without the ftamp of merit ? Let none prefame To wear an ...
28. oldal
... looks , and all the variety of colours in her drefs , that she thought were the most pro- per to fhew her complexion to advantage . She caft her eyes upon herself , then turned them on thofe that were present , to fee how they liked her ...
... looks , and all the variety of colours in her drefs , that she thought were the most pro- per to fhew her complexion to advantage . She caft her eyes upon herself , then turned them on thofe that were present , to fee how they liked her ...
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375. oldal - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood ! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy...
298. oldal - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot...
213. oldal - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
327. oldal - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
402. oldal - Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus , ever fair and young , Drinking joys did first ordain : Bacchus...
376. oldal - 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.
274. oldal - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
255. oldal - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
378. oldal - 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.
395. oldal - tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law. But 'tis not so above: There is no shuffling; there the action lies In his true nature; and we ourselves compell'd, Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults, To give in evidence.