Knowles' Elocutionist: A First-class Rhetorical Reader and Recitation Book, Containing the Only Essential Principles of Elocution, Directions for Managing the Voice, Etc., Simplified and Expanded on a Novel Plan, with Numerous Pieces for Reading and Declamation, Designed for the Use of Schools and CollegesC.J. Riker, 1847 - 322 oldal |
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24. oldal
... blood cold , and my hair to stand ? GUILTY FEAR . - LOW , SLOW , HARSH , THE VOICE AT TIMES ASPIRATED . Oh , coward conscience , how dost thou affright me ! The lights burn blue . It is now dead midnight ; Cold fearful drops stand on my ...
... blood cold , and my hair to stand ? GUILTY FEAR . - LOW , SLOW , HARSH , THE VOICE AT TIMES ASPIRATED . Oh , coward conscience , how dost thou affright me ! The lights burn blue . It is now dead midnight ; Cold fearful drops stand on my ...
25. oldal
... blood , Disguise fair nature with hard - favoured rage . On , on , you noblest English , Whose blood is fetched from fathers of war - proof ! Fathers , that , like so many Alexanders , Have , in these parts , from morn till even fought ...
... blood , Disguise fair nature with hard - favoured rage . On , on , you noblest English , Whose blood is fetched from fathers of war - proof ! Fathers , that , like so many Alexanders , Have , in these parts , from morn till even fought ...
61. oldal
... blood which is shed to - day shall have ransomed the life of my friend . Oh , could I erase from your bosom every doubt , every mean suspicion , of the honour of the man for whom I am about to suffer , I should go to my death , even as ...
... blood which is shed to - day shall have ransomed the life of my friend . Oh , could I erase from your bosom every doubt , every mean suspicion , of the honour of the man for whom I am about to suffer , I should go to my death , even as ...
65. oldal
... blood of her brave― Gushed , warm with hope and valour yet , Upon the soil they fought to save . Now all is calm and fresh and still ; Alone the chirp of flitting bird , And talk of children on the hill , And bell of wandering kine ...
... blood of her brave― Gushed , warm with hope and valour yet , Upon the soil they fought to save . Now all is calm and fresh and still ; Alone the chirp of flitting bird , And talk of children on the hill , And bell of wandering kine ...
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... blood of his mangled victims ! Such notions shock every precept of morality , every feeling of humanity , every senti- ment of honour . These abominable principles , and this more abominable avowal of them , demand the most decisive ...
... blood of his mangled victims ! Such notions shock every precept of morality , every feeling of humanity , every senti- ment of honour . These abominable principles , and this more abominable avowal of them , demand the most decisive ...
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251. 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...
148. oldal - And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
125. oldal - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
244. oldal - Equal and exact justice to all men, of whatever state or persuasion, religious or political: peace, commerce, and honest friendship with all nations, entangling alliances with none: the support of the State governments in all their rights, as the most competent administrations for our domestic concerns, and the surest bulwarks against anti-republican tendencies...
243. oldal - If there be any among us who would wish to dissolve this Union or to change its republican form, let them stand undisturbed as monuments of the safety with which error of opinion may be tolerated where reason is left free to combat it.
72. oldal - Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love ? Let us not deceive ourselves, sir.
250. 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.
148. oldal - Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful form, Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer,...
109. oldal - And God set them in the firmament of heaven to give light upon the earth, And to rule over the day and over the night, and to divide the light from the darkness: and God saw that it was good. And the evening and the morning were the fourth day.
249. oldal - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.