Exercises in Rhetorical Reading: With a Series of Introductory Lessons, Particularly Designed to Familiarize Readers with the Pauses and Other Marks in General Use, and Lead Them to the Practice of Modulation and Inflection of the VoiceA.S. Barnes & Company, 1849 - 432 oldal |
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... breath ; and the proper and delicate adjustment of such pauses is one of the most nice and difficult articles of delivery . In all reading , the management of the breath requires a good deal of care , so as not to oblige us to divide ...
... breath ; and the proper and delicate adjustment of such pauses is one of the most nice and difficult articles of delivery . In all reading , the management of the breath requires a good deal of care , so as not to oblige us to divide ...
35. oldal
... breath congealed upon thy lips , thy cheeks fringed with a beard made white with other snows than those of age , thy forehead wrapped in clouds , a leafless branch thy sceptre , and thy throne a sliding car , indebted to no wheels , but ...
... breath congealed upon thy lips , thy cheeks fringed with a beard made white with other snows than those of age , thy forehead wrapped in clouds , a leafless branch thy sceptre , and thy throne a sliding car , indebted to no wheels , but ...
39. oldal
... of barley . 171. When the fair moon , refulgent lamp of night , o'er heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light ; when not a breath disturbs the deep serene , and not a cloud INTRODUCTORY LESSONS . 39 LESSON ΧΙ. ...
... of barley . 171. When the fair moon , refulgent lamp of night , o'er heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light ; when not a breath disturbs the deep serene , and not a cloud INTRODUCTORY LESSONS . 39 LESSON ΧΙ. ...
40. oldal
... breath disturbs the deep serene , and not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; around her throne the vivid planets roll , and stars unnumbered gild the glowing pole ; o'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed , and tip with silver ...
... breath disturbs the deep serene , and not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; around her throne the vivid planets roll , and stars unnumbered gild the glowing pole ; o'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed , and tip with silver ...
59. oldal
... breath , - cower down into beasts , when you might have stood men ; and prefer a slave's life to a glorious death ! 345. Beneath the very shadow of the fort , where friendly swords were drawn , and banners flew , ah ! who could deem ...
... breath , - cower down into beasts , when you might have stood men ; and prefer a slave's life to a glorious death ! 345. Beneath the very shadow of the fort , where friendly swords were drawn , and banners flew , ah ! who could deem ...
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78. oldal - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. Look! in this place ran Cassius...
78. oldal - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
319. oldal - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
232. oldal - Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, ' If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
117. oldal - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed — 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.
96. oldal - 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!
322. oldal - And that he was seen of Cephas, then of the twelve: After that, he was seen of above five hundred brethren at once; of whom the greater part remain unto this present, but some are fallen asleep. After that he was seen of James; then of all the apostles. And last of all he was seen of me also, as of one born out of due time.
370. oldal - And he said unto him, Thy brother is come; and thy father hath killed the fatted calf, because he hath received him safe and sound.
57. oldal - In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; The hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: An image was before mine eyes, There was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God?
182. oldal - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are...