Reading and Elocution: Theoretical and PracticalIvison, Blakeman, Taylor & Company, 1872 - 430 oldal |
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357. oldal
... Maup . ( embarrassed . ) The time , my Lord ? Rich . Is not the question plain ? I'll answer for thee . Thou hast sought nor priest nor shrine ; no sackcloth chafed Thy delicate flesh . The rosary and the death's - head Have not , with ...
... Maup . ( embarrassed . ) The time , my Lord ? Rich . Is not the question plain ? I'll answer for thee . Thou hast sought nor priest nor shrine ; no sackcloth chafed Thy delicate flesh . The rosary and the death's - head Have not , with ...
359. oldal
Theoretical and Practical Anna Randall Diehl. De Maup . As rivers May love the sunlight — basking in the beams , And hurrying on ! - Rich . Thou has told her of thy love ? De Maup . My Lord , if I had dared to love a maid , Lowliest in ...
Theoretical and Practical Anna Randall Diehl. De Maup . As rivers May love the sunlight — basking in the beams , And hurrying on ! - Rich . Thou has told her of thy love ? De Maup . My Lord , if I had dared to love a maid , Lowliest in ...
360. oldal
... Full way to it . Let it bud , ripen , flaunt i ' the day , and burst To fruit- the Dead Sea's fruit of ashes ; ashes Which I will scatter to the winds . Go , Joseph . Enter DE MAuprat and JULIE . De Maup . Oh 360 EXERCISES IN ELO UTION .
... Full way to it . Let it bud , ripen , flaunt i ' the day , and burst To fruit- the Dead Sea's fruit of ashes ; ashes Which I will scatter to the winds . Go , Joseph . Enter DE MAuprat and JULIE . De Maup . Oh 360 EXERCISES IN ELO UTION .
365. oldal
... Maup . Well ! What would'st thou ? Fran . The despatch ! The packet . LOOK ON ME- -I serve the Cardinal - You know me . - Did you not keep guard last night , By Marion's House ? - Maup . I did : no matter now ! They told me he was here ...
... Maup . Well ! What would'st thou ? Fran . The despatch ! The packet . LOOK ON ME- -I serve the Cardinal - You know me . - Did you not keep guard last night , By Marion's House ? - Maup . I did : no matter now ! They told me he was here ...
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... Maup . Fare you well ! Save Julie , and console her . Fran . ( aside to Mauprat . ) The Despatch ! Your fate , foes , life , hangs on a word ! to whom ? De Maup . To Huguet . Fran . Hush - keep council ! silence - hope ! [ Exeunt ...
... Maup . Fare you well ! Save Julie , and console her . Fran . ( aside to Mauprat . ) The Despatch ! Your fate , foes , life , hangs on a word ! to whom ? De Maup . To Huguet . Fran . Hush - keep council ! silence - hope ! [ Exeunt ...
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3. oldal - Be not too tame, neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
410. oldal - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!
27. oldal - And I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo. there was a great earthquake ; and the sun became black as sackcloth . of hair, and the moon became as blood ; and the stars of heaven fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind. And the heaven departed as a scroll when it is rolled together ; and every mountain and island were moved out of their places.
304. oldal - And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band : " Strike till the last armed foe expires ! Strike for your altars and your fires ! Strike for the green graves of your sires, God and your native land...
3. oldal - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
125. oldal - T' make that place uz strong uz the rest." So the Deacon inquired of the village folk Where he could find the strongest oak, That couldn't be split nor bent nor broke,— That was for spokes and floor and sills; He sent for lancewood to make the thills; The crossbars were ash, from the straightest trees; The panels of white-wood, that cuts like cheese, But lasts like iron for things like these; The hubs of logs from the "Settler's ellum...
301. oldal - Each public officer who takes an oath to support the constitution, swears that he will support it as he understands it, and not as it is understood by others.
231. oldal - This water His blood that died on the tree; The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need ; Not what we give, but what we share, — For the gift without the giver is bare ; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, — Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
68. oldal - O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
41. oldal - But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best...